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
Dragon Attack (2)
When Truen and Donkey Sharo reached the frontline where the heat of the battle was, they could hardly remain on the ground. The tornado was fiercer than Truen thought it would be and Bob didn't seem to be acting any longer. The Eternal Dragon was howling and sending attacks to the attacking werebeasts.
The werebeasts were putting up a good resistance against the dragon's attack despite the terrible weather, and Truen wondered if Zero's no hurting policy was still effective. The plan to scare these werebeasts with overwhelming might was falling apart right before their eyes, and Truen felt his stomach drop. What was Zero going to do?
"Ready the archers! We're going to pierce its hide with reinforced magic! I don't believe we won't be able to take this young one down. Fire at will!"
The command came from the top of the wall and Zero cringed. Even with his protection and Bob's strength, this wasn't an attack easily thwarted.