Fate Zero Sense Novels & Stories

“The good ones don’t feel like that. They’re light—like air. Peaceful. These are not.” “You feel this every time someone dies?” Drake asks softly. “No. Not only when I kill. If they die near me, I feel it.” Her voice is steady, calm. “I don’t feel it anymore. But it’s new for Caden.” Drake’s brow tightens. “But why does he feel it at all?” “Because he’s beside me. Because we’re one. And I used his body to kill them. The souls go through him into me. It won’t always feel like this. I promise.”

Chapter 01 - Her fantasy world The devil bound the jungle from all sides. It seemed impossible to escape from there without coming into their sight. On a misty night, there was nothing but chippers of birds. Once behind a dense tree, a girl was struggling in pain. Her hands seemed to crack vigorously. The blood was flowing deep down to her knees, covering them. She couldn't even utter a word as if someone sliced her dried throat and took out her voice. Tears were flowing from her eyes like raindrops. There was no chance for her to survive further.

And as I took in the sight of my people's fallen bodies, something shifted within me and I thrust forward, killing, kicking, slashing throats with my fangs, using the opportunity to vent all my frustrations. 'You are no longer alone.' I linked the warriors, transferring my Luna energy to them, and they looked motivated, joining me, ready to fight for their pack, as they were supposed to. The next two hours were spent fighting, killing. The smell of blood and death filled the air, accompanied by groans and cries. And as I looked at the scene before me, a sense of victory coursed through me. We were winning. Victory was within our reach, until. " You insist on being stubborn, right? Let me see

After a brief pause, I still refused outright. "They don't deserve it." The bloody path I fought through in my last life was something Mona should walk herself this time. Jonah smiled faintly. "You and your sister really are different." With that, he went upstairs. Watching his back, a dead memory stirred. In the flames, I seemed to see that same figure running toward me. Or was that just a hallucination before death? Early the next morning, I received a notification that a large sum of money had been transferred out of my bank account.

I hoped to leave our story with the last bit of grace. However, he did not even give me that chance, so I did not want that dignity anymore. Besides, what dignity was there in a relationship already broken beyond repair, soaked in betrayal and lies? It was just my own self-deception. Zach stared at me, desperately searching my eyes for even the slightest emotion. Yet there was nothing left there he recognized. There was no love, no anger, no sadness, not even hatred. His hand dropped abruptly. The ring fell to the ground, and he did not even notice.

When I returned home during the holidays, before I even had the chance to see Mark, I ran into Lily. Standing at the doorway, she was almost unrecognizable. She had lost a lot of weight. Her clothes couldn’t hide the marks on her body. Even her eyes were filled with fear. A once beautiful girl now looked completely drained of life. I wasn’t surprised to see her like this. In my previous life, I had almost been tortured to death by Jackson, too. When Jackson found out about his infertility, he could no longer do things in bed. During work, he kept his head down, but at home, he needed to vent.

I closed my eyes in acceptance. “FORITUNA.” I screamed the last word. The spell was sealed. The power ripped from my chest in one agonizing second, and my eyes flew open. I watched as the knife slid home. Rowan was standing in front of me, eyes full of love, as the knife came through his chest. Blood splattered across my face, and he smiled. “I love you.” His words made me shake my head. It made no sense. This entire thing made zero sense.

Many kids scrambled to pick numbers between one to ten, because - who didn't like to come in the first ten, right? When it got to my turn, I scrunched up my face and picked zero. Master Haruki scoffed and said I needed to pick another number. He said Zero meant I was nothing, but as young as I was, I reasoned in my head that zero came before one and I told him as such. I knew he considered it when he put his hand against his chin in meditative thought.

“How… did you know about Ground-Scrincan…” “If you had come a day earlier, you might have actually been able to kill me with your sword,” Kayson said indifferently. There was indignation in Ghoul Sword’s gaze as he asked, “What’s the name of your last move?” “Novem Lightning Zero Impact, which is triggered by lightning energy. I’m at the sixth stage now, so the lightning energy will erupt six times continuously within your body.” “No wonder… My tendons were destroyed within an instant and my inner energy vanished.”

Visions flashed before her eyes, revealing the interconnectedness of all living beings and the threads of fate that bound them together. Liam stepped forward, his voice filled with wonder, "This tapestry holds the destinies of all beings, weaving a grand tale of life's interconnected dance. Our fates are entwined with the preservation of nature's balance." As the pack members gathered around the tapestry, they saw that each thread represented a living being, from the smallest insect to the mightiest tree, and from the wildest wolf to the most humble plant. Each thread was vital to the harmony of the whole, and they understood that their actions had a ripple effect throughout the tapestry.