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
Have You Been Well?
Arvin didn't answer that question immediately. Instead, he smiled at King sharo and took a closer look. The crybaby he remembered so many years ago grew up into a man as charismatic as his father.
"Have you been well?" Arvin asked. All these years, he could only listen to the news and gossip of adventurers and other travellers heading to and from Altear. Many people said terrible things about King Sharo, but Arvin didn't believe them. Compared to his father, Sharo was a kind boy. Ever since Arvin left, he always prayed for Sharo's happiness. Seeing the little elf grow up into an adult, made him very happy.
The question was simple, but King Sharo heard more than just four words. The storm of emotions in his teacher's eyes made King Sharo tear up as well. Zero took this chance to conceal his presence. He didn't want to interrupt the heavy moment and borrowed Arvin's small kitchen to whip up some snacks in silence.