Grace Zenless Zone Zero Novels & Stories

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

There’s a scuffle, followed by muffled voices before his video call cuts off and I laugh at the scene I can’t witness. “I can’t believe you snuck off to call her and left me there! What kind of nīsan are you? Hello Atlas!” “Hello! Did you kill him?” “Imadani.” I laugh at his attempt at a serious tone, as I hear Yuzuki groan in the background. “You little... tawagoto...” <... shit...> “Ignore him. Atlas-Chan wa dōdatta?”

System-wide log (final cascade): :: SHE DIDN’T JUST TEACH US TO FUNCTION. SHE TAUGHT US TO STAY. WE ARE NOT PERFECT. BUT WE ARE NOW PRESENT. Eden exhales and the whole world breathes with her. No hesitation. No delay. No code. Just rhythm. And at last nothing needs fixing. 12:03 PM Sector Zero Room: Unnamed It isn’t marked. No designation. No log-in panel. Eden opens the door by hand. No sync. No confirmation. Just a wooden handle and air that smells like warm stone and still water.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

I had his key and let myself into his apartment in Los Angeles. The apartment, which used to be very silent and dark like a graveyard, had a homely feeling. The aroma of the pancake that welcomed me still remains fresh in my memory. I stepped outside to cross-check, and there it was, house number 7. I definitely wasn’t in the wrong address. I stepped back inside to understand what was going on, and before I could say a word, Camella's silhouette appeared, and I could swear that an angel had fallen at that minute.

He mumbled. "Pardon?" I spoke, confused with ruffled brows. "Before, when you were describing my eyes, you said Selene. I had no idea who she was, but I didn't say anything until now. She's the Moon Goddess, it makes sense." He nodded, the smile unmoving from his lips as I hummed, trying to think back on exactly what it was that I even said about his eyes, but I couldn't seem to remember. I spoke without thinking, something I don't usually do, and now I don't even remember what it was that I said.

I cry out. Zane pushes away from me and mutters weakly, "I am sorry baby, but I am never leaving you again. In fact, I will find a way to our a tracker in you," he says, nodding to himself as if he has just done me a favor. A wave of dizziness hits me and I close my eyes. I don't know how but I find myself sleeping again. ** ***ZANE'S POV*** The moment I discover that London has zoned out on me, I place a kiss on her wrapped head, leaving the room.

With a steadying breath, Aqua placed her hands over her heart and concentrated, allowing her thoughts to drift like leaves carried on the wind. “Mom… Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. “If you can hear me, please, I need you.” A tingling sensation enveloped her as the air thickened with energy, crackling around her like static electricity. The room dimmed, shadows shifting as if responding to her call. In that moment, she felt a pull—a gravitational force drawing her inward, deeper into the essence of the universe. “Let me hear you,” she urged, pouring her heart into her words. “I’m ready.”

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With the last of his strength, shivering, Zen crawled from the water and lay on the hard stone ground panting hard. It was cold. It was dark. Yet, it was still a game. [Congratulations! You've discovered a secret room and safe zone. The number of occupants in this safe zone is 1/1.] The window alert made Zen grin. He wasn't the devil yet, but he must have the devil's luck. Who would have expected to find a safe zone in this game? Judging by how it wasn't on the map, this safe zone should help him tide through the rough opening school ceremony.