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
Purifying Baku’s Soul
Two days. Zero took longer than he expected to create the world flower guardian. The first two souls were destroyed in the process in an unfortunate accident. Zero misjudged the number of chaos fragments used and the experiment went south when he added his 'thoughts' to the unstable mixture.
Then, after adjustment and calculating the right amount of chaos fragments that a regular soul can take, he realised that he had been doing it wrong. While the proportion was now correct, the souls still disintegrated because they couldn't accept the burden of the 'thought' in the reforge.
After consulting several experts, Zero finally understood why he failed. The souls had to undergo enough torture and pain to toughen enough so that they wouldn't crumble under the pressure of the thought's responsibility. Not every soul can accept the position of the world flower's guardian and the duties that came with it.