Ball of Nothing
I started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on my boots. Royalty? Money Machi- Ahem, a pleasure doing business. Immortals and Gods? Share with me the latest gossips! With power comes responsibility, but I'm just a ball... or am I just a ball? Watch as I regain my memories and beat up my past self. Note: No common sense in the story. Highly controversial. This is a contracted work, expect to unlock chapters. Season 1's standards differ greatly. Drama seekers, toxic bitches and overly-sensitive folks who cannot chillax not welcomed. Author also has indemnity to typo, grammar mistakes and English bugs throughout the story. You have been warned. Proceed with caution and enjoy. *** Note: Please check out new contracted work Monarch of Solitude if you liked the author's work. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/destinyaitsuji Discord: https://discord.gg/UrtDMXn
Recreation Magic (4)
"Hello, Zero."
"Hello, Steve. Have you had lunch?" Zero smiled.
The God of Technology grinned and explained that he was practising intermittent fasting. "It helps to keep the mind sharp," he explained and Zero nodded.
That was something the teen would never come to understand. Eating was the joy and privilege of the living. Fasting wasn't something Zero would ever willingly do. The notion itself was almost as crazy as wanting to willingly become the void.
Pushing that thought aside, Zero delved straight into business. "How's the progress of the chaos energy converter and testing device coming along? Merlin said there was a prototype?"
Steve smiled. "You're awfully eager today. Did something good happen?"
The teen grinned. "Not yet. Soon. I thought I'd drop by to see what's going on because it's going to be related to my personal assignment."