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
Endurance is a Skill, Patience a Virtue (1)
Zero let out a long burp. Lunch was delicious and now that he was full of energy, he turned his hopeful eyes towards Hua Tuo. The physician knew that look. Zero gave him this expectant eyes whenever he was promised lessons about something new.
With the brilliant boy's intelligence, it was sometimes difficult to keep up with his hunger for knowledge. Thankfully, this lesson was going to be a much simpler one for Hua Tuo to teach. It didn't consume his limited energy and stamina. Perhaps this would be the week Hua Tuo could finally enjoy meaningful peace and tranquillity with Zero's special trials.