Black Zero Event Novels & Stories

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.

she replied. Collins stepped in behind her, tablet in hand, face grim. “Already happening.” He turned the screen toward us. Global feeds. News alerts. Emergency bulletins scrolling too fast to read. Reports of systems failing and then stabilizing. Of facilities opening and then going dark. Of people emerging into daylight with no idea who had held their leash and why it was suddenly gone. “They’re calling it a blackout event,” Collins said. “Localized chaos. No clear cause.” “And the ones who were watching,” Seraphine asked.

He releases my wrist and holds the phone up, crushing it. Using only his hand he demolishes it. The cheap plastic casing crunches, the screen spiderwebs, and the internal components snap. He drops the debris into a small trashcan like it’s nothing more than a crushed soda can. "Protocol Zero," Kirill states. "You fucking asshole!" I shout, staring at the ruined tech. "Protocol Zero," he repeats, his voice hard. "Total blackout. No electronic emissions. No outgoing signals. No incoming data. We are a black hole. You don’t touch anything electronic."

she roared. She took the shot. The puck didn't just hit the goal; it re-wrote the Master-Architect’s code. The white-light giant didn't explode; it Humanized. For one second, the city saw the Real Rhys as he was: a small, terrified man clinging to a fading power. The Zero-Hour The countdown hit 00:01. The city went dark. The lights, the billboards, the Wi-Fi—everything vanished into an absolute, terrifying silence.

“What does that mean? Unit 000?” Elara was already working the console, her fingers blurring. “I’m tracing the signal origin—it’s broadcasting from a region... that doesn’t exist on any known chart. Not even anomalous space. It’s as if the coordinates are referencing a time before the Seed Network was built.” Evryn’s lips moved before her mind caught up with the words. “It’s from the Null Origin.” Elara blinked. “The what?” Evryn’s eyes remained on the monitor. “A theoretical state—predating quantum existence. The lab called it the Black Epoch. It was considered a myth… a pre-temporal layer of unformed probability.”

"They are dead." Okonta stood up. "An exposure as small as this can always leave us on the dark side, brother. Learn from it and be careful next time. You may leave."

"Takahashi is fast. He’s already bought the transit routes." "Check the card," Hugo provoked. Lina picked it up. Her eyes went wide. She let out a low, jagged laugh. "Noah Kim? The ghost who erased the central bank’s debt just for sport?" "The hacker?" Sophia asked, her fingers freezing over her keyboard. "The god of the dark web," Lina corrected, a lethal grin spreading across her face. "Takahashi thinks his Tokyo firewalls are invincible? Noah is going to turn them into a bonfire."