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
Grey Zone Battle Beatdown
With much left to see and do in the city, Zero, Bob and Truen decided to excuse themselves and visit the southern district while the ladies returned to Mitchnew's guild to discuss in detail the combined operations of Black Mamba and Lady Death's network.
"According to Mitchnew, the southern district is also known as the Grey Zone. Be careful when you arrive, master. Only low-lives exist there and everybody is dangerous. There isn't anyone without an ulterior motive and the faction wars is a regular occurrence. We should try to lay low and investigate discreetly."
'Lay low' and 'discreet' weren't words in Zero's dictionary so Truen told Bob not to hold onto any hopes.