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
The History of Smagdas and Altear
It was an extremely uncomfortable tea session that King Brice had to ever attend. Unfortunately, he couldn't decline Zero. The young king was actually indebted to the leader of Half Moon Village.
"Mind letting me know why I'm suddenly asked to talk to Elf King Sharo on behalf of Smargdas now? My memory might be failing but I have absolutely no recollection agreeing to do such a thing. The deal was to retrieve Misana from U.N.U. and that was it."
The smile on Zero's face felt terrifying despite the innocent appearance and King Brice shivered. Misana inched away from the table and gave her king an apologetic look. There was nobody around to help them. The Dragon Heroes were busy reorganising the adventurer guild after they were given the guild master's position. Truen was busy helping the Humanitarian Guild with the girls from Qin Yun's village.