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
Altear's Greatest Shame
The guards saw their king and saluted in greeting. King Sharo merely nodded to his royal guards and told them that he was bringing guests.
Seeing a busty woman wasn't an uncommon sight. In fact, the king's private property housed many beautiful women to serve only one purpose. They were long used to seeing King Sharo bring many beautiful women to his private residence. None of them who entered ever left this place and it was how King Sharo gained his lady-killer reputation. However, none of his most trusted elven guards had seen a man enter it before. Not to mention, King Sharo was bringing in a human lady and her wood elf companion.
"What are you staring at? Open the gates!" King Sharo snapped when his guards didn't react automatically. He was the king, and this was his private property. Who were they to judge his guests?!