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
Chapter 7 - Training Begins
It's not known how long I slept for this time but I awoke fresh and ready to start! The bird seemed like an active eater as I saw many strange creatures floating in the destructive liquid. Some were missing a few parts while others were almost completely gone. Some of the tougher creatures still had their bodies in one piece and are struggling but I knew it won't be long before they'd stop.
Herein lies my problem. I would like to absorb those creatures that the bird ate but I didn't have the ability to take in so many things at once. As for why I wanted to do that? It was to continuously test my abilities and expand on it. Surely there has to be a way for me to move. If I could bring things inside of me, why couldn't I bring the things inside of me out? I guess the reason was due to how I only managed to absorb things that originally couldn't move on their own. Water was an exception but the fact that I couldn't bring it out meant that it probably wasn't moving on its own. I figured this out when I thought back about the water trapped in the shell. The water outside moved but not the one trapped inside.
Of course, there was no way to know if this logic of mine was correct. Then again, time was something I have a lot of since I was stuck in the bird's stomach for who knows how long.
With much reluctance, I took in the foul-smelling liquid that I'd long grown immune to. It wasn't difficult to do so but it was disappointing to know that I couldn't take in enough to change the level of liquid in its stomach before I fell asleep.
It's alright, I can do this again and again until I can absorb everything in one go. Let the special training begin!
Omg! I didn't realise that people have commented on the story, I'm so sorry because I'm so new to WN I didn't know... I thought they would deliver notifications but I guess wrong ^^" Will check it in future, thank you for all your support!