Arc 5 Re:zero Novels & Stories

Inside the elevator running upwards, Mizu was holding a rectangular card with her profile. The supposed to be named was written as Player 11659, with the data record of her skills and people killed, showed in the pentagon shape on the side, which is 'Zero.' Then a capitalize letter on the topmost indicates the group she's in, the "EAST HOUSE" and her level under her pic, 'Level 1' a beginner. This will change every fight, she will have, after the scanning.

A powerful aura attack was beginning to attach itself to his finger. As the Rank 5 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races were about to arrive in front of Lucas, he had been at a disadvantage!

NOTHING is ever more important than Ara. That is the thing Ara learned after being discharged from the J Hospital. For whatever reason her parents were convinced that staying with Van is better for her health and safety. Van, short for Vanluke, literally never left her alone even when she’s taking a private bath in a private property mansion somewhere in Luzon near no neighborhood in the middle of a mountain. When she got there something tells her that she’s been there before but recollection of solid memories. Van is incredibly wealthy to have a security team patrolling the corners of his mansion. But more importantly, even if Van does have to leave her side for a brief hour of shower, he’d

When Yami heard that he keep laughing at Hikari and Hikari just ignore him. Neu were found two door and he was not sure about where should he go first. But he just go to the door on the right first. Then he found something that looks like a company card. It was not their company card since they never make one. But maybe it was a clue so Neu pick it up and look at it. "Arcvil corp. IDName:-Shadowgrow Working as an CEO of the party. One of the adminstrator of Arcvil. -"

Aarhea’s PIont Of View: Three days since the armory burned.Three days since Alpha Draven smiled through the ashes and called it a tragedy. And now, another kind of fire was spreading. “Alpha Aarhea!!” Ellias said as he stepped into my office, his expression was grim. “You need to see this.” he said. He laid a parchment on my desk. It was a merchant’s trade note, stamped with Crimson’s seal, but rewritten in a different ink.

It's because she had once had an encounter with a vampire and though her memories were wiped, there was still that lingering feeling at the back of her mind that there was something out of the ordinary existing in their universe. “You will forget the name Cruella D'vile, and every other memory attached to that name. You never lost your job, the murder cases were solved and closed a year ago, it was a wild beast who escaped into the woods but hadn't shown up ever since then. You never had any marks on your neck, after the accident, your father didn't make it and you grew up to become one of the best detectives in Richmond City and eventually got promoted to Lieutenant." Cruella glanced at the

ARC 5: SENSORY OVERLORD (pun intended) WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, non-consensual sensory manipulation, mind-breaking psychological domination, public use and humiliation, forced orgasms. All set in a superpowered world. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores desire without restraint and destructive power fantasies. ---- Mark Crowe's POV I didn’t hate my life. Hate was too small a word,it was too simple

Valerie asks questions once again, peering out the glass window next to them at the rain. “Yes, but isn't it lovely to have someone wait on you or simply be there for you?” Ellen agreed as she looked out the window at the pouring rain, Valerie smiled as she leaned her head against the glass window, listening to the rain. ‘My empress, wake up and return to me right now...Zhilux’ The voice calls out to her again, this time with an unusual name, prompting her to open her eyes and turn to look around the restaurant.

Maya was pregnant, homeless, and terrified. "Is this it?" Maya asked softly into the silence. "Is this the plan? We hide here until we starve?" Ren looked at his hands. They were caked in filth. He looked at the rusted pipe he still carried as a weapon. He thought about the luxury apartment. The taste of the steak. The soft sheets. It felt like a different life. A different save file. "This isn't the end," Ren whispered. "This is Arc 3." "What?" Leo looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Stop talking like it's a game, Ren. My dad is dying."

“No heir should carry that much weight. Not even God makes heirs that loud." The Tokyo Void Triad: “This isn’t about bloodlines. It’s about survival." Eleven votes. One by one. All marked in black. Class Zero. Active Kill Warrant. Global reach. Then came the final act. A courier entered the chamber with a sealed data blade. "From Aria De Rossi," he said. They hesitated. But opened it. A single line of video. Aria. In full black. Holding her child. “You voted to kill a child. I vote to erase your names.”