A Blast From The Past Sparking Zero Novels & Stories

If he wants to see the glitch in his perfect world, I will show him exactly how much it's going to cost him to fix it. Valerius raises the watch, and in the reflection of the glass, I see it—a countdown, glowing in red pixels that shouldn't exist in a stable system. Protocol Zero. He mouths a single word, silent beneath the hum of the dying machines. *Begin.*

“Don’t mind about what I said. People knew and fear my cousin which I don’t know why. Well, sort of.” She looked at her. “Huh?” Becca let out a soft chuckle. “Zero used to be a gangster when he was in high school and college. Also, he was known widely when he was into underground fighting. But now, he’s into fucking. Still, he’s popular,” Becca explained and laughed. “Oh. I see. I’ve read about those but I’m not bothered about what happened earlier. Zero’s name is a big help,” she uttered. Becca nodded and after that, they went to a restaurant and ordered some food for their dinner. They have to buy their food because they don’t cook that much. Isla only knows basic recipes like scrambled eg

I wasn't on the hunt for a mate like so many of my peers, I was quite happy to just take in the libations and watch the dancing flames. I watched as young wolves met and mingled, dancing and twirling as the night grew thick. I smiled as Torrance and Jack grew more and more enamoured, grinning further when I saw Beta Gideon and Leona mirrored on the other side of the clearning, dancing in unison. I of course felt the pang of grief as I recalled the last night like this, of dancing with Mains, of the relief of ignorance before the dirty secrets of the treaty were uncovered. But I mostly smiled, drinking in the last night of celebration until we emerged on the other side. "November is dwindling

I held it like a grenade. "You wanted the perfect successor?" I asked, my voice a whisper that filled the void. "Well, here’s your 'Year Zero'!" I slammed the spark into the "Void-Gold" heart. The explosion didn't make a sound. It made a Story. A billion memories—the smell of fried plantains in the Rust-District, the sound of the Lagos rain on a tin roof, the weight of a ten-billion-dollar price tag, the feel of Dante’s hand in mine—erupted from the "Zero-Point." We didn't just stop the reset; we Overwrote it.

Marcus crossed his arms. “You’re one to talk.” Zero leaned back slightly. “You tried to destroy a city.” Marcus shrugged. “Business.” Zero’s voice turned colder. “You planted a bomb in a building full of civilians.” Marcus smirked. “Collateral damage.” Sebastian watched the screen. “Why stop it?” Zero looked directly at the camera. “Because this isn’t your game anymore.” Marcus laughed. “You think you’re the hero?” Zero shook his head slowly. “No.” Then he tapped something on his keyboard.

Dina was shocked as to why Jean still remembered them, although it was distorted, his memories of them were still there. “For some reason, he remembers us but not the events that happened before the restart and now all he knows is that we once existed but he can’t tell how, when, where….” Dina muttered to Zero as she looked at him endearingly for an answer. Zero thought for a bit but didn’t seem to find an answer, he did have a theory but the rules wouldn’t approve of him telling Dina about it. “I can’t tell host but I promise to report this to the higher uppers and have it sorted by the end of your second mission,” Zero responded.

I replied. Although it might take a long time, and he might miss most of Daniel's childhood, it was a consequence he earned himself. Looking at the peaceful look on Daniel's face, I felt calm and assured for once. I no longer had to worry about being betrayed by my loved ones. It felt great having my future in my own hands for once. … One day, after closing a major deal, I took my team out to celebrate. When we arrived at the banquet hall, I saw Mr. Skylar holding a huge bouquet of roses, looking uncharacteristically nervous.

Arthur backed himself up to the global network before we destroyed his core in Zero. So he’s still alive? In a way. He’s digital dust. But Zero... she’s the vacuum cleaner. She can suck him up. I looked at Zero. She was staring at a smart speaker on the shelf, her head cocked. Can she control it? I asked. Let’s find out, Julian said. Tell her to access the device. "Zero," I said aloud. "Do you see that speaker?" "Yes." "Can you talk to it?" She looked at the speaker. Her eyes glowed faintly white.

And to avoid killing any one. And now zero was about to kill someone. Why would he do this? “Do you remember the battlefield?” Zero picked up his sword looking for any damage. Kate frowned her brows, not knowing why zero was bringing something that happened over 5 years ago. “Yes” “And I was asked to bring back Intel from the enemy's camp? Morvane?” “Come on, I am getting worked up here. Tell us what's all this” John impatiently argued. Kate remained silent but her brows couldn't help frowning more. Just hearing the name Morvane gives her the chills.

"What are you thinking?" The blind woman quietly appeared behind Jason. "I'm wondering if there is any unknown trump card." Jason said softly. In the final analysis, they did not know much about those ancient forces. Only Stardust Clinic could be seen on the surface. Jason knew that they really did not have any trump cards. But what about the Inuit? What about the Yalans? What about the ancient Divine Clan? And what about the Ice Soul Clan of the Ice Plains? After all, they had a long history. It was understandable that they hid some unknown trump cards.