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
Alex’s Deal
Behind closed doors, Alex dropped his act. Zero wasn't too surprised to know that the spriggan had a cold side to him. It was a good thing he learned how to negotiate with tricky people beforehand. Besides, the Weeping Willow reminded him about how cruel Alex could be if he didn't like a person. The spriggan had a sadistic side to him and loved creating chaos in the name of doing good. It was a strange balance, but Zero really couldn't fault his twisted logic. Sometimes, it was necessary to break a bone and realign it before a patient can fully recover.
"I'm assuming you're not here to bath with beauties," the spriggan smiled. Zero's external appearance didn't fool him. This person that Sharo brought in was dangerous.
Zero smiled. "Not at all. I'm here on a mission to retrieve something in your care. As well as relay a message from someone."