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
Shrewd Zero
Getting out of the cave he was trapped in for nearly two decades felt unreal. Pocky couldn't help but look back every few steps. The air was so different outside the cave. This was what freedom smelled like!
Bob walked at the front, and Pocky walked in the centre of the group. Zero and Truen walked behind him, and the sea otter felt nervous. Bob didn't seem like a friendly person. Moreover, he was very strong, and Pocky didn't know if it was a good thing these people were his escort party.
At the back of the party, Zero and Truen were sharing a private conversation in the party call.
"Do you think he will build us a ship?" Zero asked.