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
Spriggan Sylvia
Reforging Sylvia's Soul was a lot easier compared to reforging Hana's soul. Zero didn't have to tamper with Sylvia's soul to make it resilient enough for the responsibility of his 'thought'. Sylvia was already prepared for that immense pressure.
However, the tricky part was keeping Sylvia's soul from getting tainted by the heavy corruption in Baku's soul. Zero heavily underestimated the amount of corruption in Baku's soul when he removed the section and now, he stared at the mess he made.
"Wii, go to Half Moon Village and get me to bottles full of Trigression Falls' water."
The eggplant fairy complied and teleported away while Zero continued to cast purification and light magic on the soul fragments. He hadn't added the thoughts or chaos fragments to the soul elements because the corruption was doing too good of a job keeping the pieces together in the wrong way.