Familiar Zero Novels & Stories

Ruby tried explaining-but with the way things were, nick looked totally confused. "Ok, boy. That's enough. However, I actually came here to warn you. You have three supernatural powers which you inherited from me. I am a very great grandma of yours. I'm in the seventeenth line of your family generation. I know you may not understand. But however, your powers are: one-the ability to see ghosts. Two- you have a special word which you can say anytime to get out of trouble but you will later get to know the word as you grow. And three- I wouldn't tell you now. You might disclose it to other people. And like I said, you will get to know it as you grow."

All he wanted to right now is a safe and a peaceful environment for his beloved wife Hazel. The humans ranking system is divide into 8 ranks. After awakening most warriors are ranked on the starting point. It's called beginner's phase which is rank F, E, D. Each level has a difficulty. According to the research organization F is the lowest rank point and has the ability to fight a lowly level monsters//demon/alien. But each level has a huge gap.

After Charles and I talked, I immediately opened my F******k. There were some notifications but I ignored them. I just looked for the invitation to our reunion. And true enough there is. I clicked it. I saw that almost everyone will come, the others are maybe but no one chose the not joining choice. I browse who's going. I saw Jester and Rachel's name using Jester's surname. I felt a pain in my heart. Suddenly my heart beat faster. I'm nervous.

Mike was dazzled and speechless! Layla exclaimed, "Uncle Mike! How much is that?! There are so many zeros! I can't count! Woo!" The number was beyond Layla. Mike coughed a little before raising his finger and counting the zeros on the screen. Layla suddenly pointed at the first number on the screen. She said out loud, "This is one." Mike said, "… Babe, you interrupted me! Where was I counting until? Sigh!"

Two weeks back, I found myself knee-deep in a mission to dismantle the nefarious web spun by those purveyors of fabricated scandals. My solitary endeavor was almost in full swing when, out of the blue, an unexpected message dropped into my digital realm. The sender bore the mysterious alias "Zero-One," which was as intriguing as a riddle whispered in the wind. "Who you are, I know," Zero-One's message began, each word dripping with enigma, concealing his true self beneath layers of anonymity. "Stop what you're doing."

"And that is why you must be purged. You are the error in the code. You are the flaw that makes the machine think it is alive." From the shadows behind the Fae, a silver shape emerged. Subject Zero stepped into the clearing, her form no longer flickering. She looked solid, her mercury skin now etched with green, leafy patterns—the mark of a Fae blessing. She looked at Sofia with a smile that was full of needles. "They really don't like you, Sofia. And here I thought I was the only one," Subject Zero mocked. "You sold us out to a bunch of trees?" Nomo spat, raising his rifle.

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

I replied, "Yeah?" "I think I'm starting to remember something." My heart leapt. "What?" "My name isn't Malcolm." I froze. "Then what is your name?" He frowned, struggling as if trying to piece together a broken memory. "I... am Subject Zero." After he said it, he froze. That code name was cold, ruthless, and completely devoid of human feeling. It was like a key, unlocking more buried memories. Malcolm's face gradually drained of color. He jerked his head up from my lap, his eyes wide with fear.

Your wife's at home having a baby and you're out globetrotting. [Seriously, what was the excuse this time?] Jasper had replied underneath: [I told her a once-in-77-years planetary alignment opened a time portal and I got sucked through.] [Man, only you could come up with something like that. Aren't you worried she'll lose it?] [She's put up with it for three years. This time's no different. She'll be at home waiting for me like she always is.] Three years of patience and forgiveness, and all of it had become a running joke between him and his friends.

Out on the horizon, the sky slowly started turning pale. Sunrise was coming. "Heidi," I said without looking back, "promise me something." "Anything." "If I die, don't give me a funeral. Scatter my ashes in the ocean. I want... to be free. Go wherever I want." Her voice shook. "Rowan—" "Promise me." "...I promise." I smiled. "Thanks." The countdown hit zero. A notification rang through my mind. [Mission failed. Erasure protocol initiated.] I closed my eyes and waited for the end.