Hermit Edens Zero Novels & Stories

Eden vowed to himself with a calculating look. Just then, another encrypted message arrived. It read, [Mr. Eden, I have something very intriguing here. Are you interested?] The anonymous sender's cautious approach made Eden wary. [What is it?] he replied cautiously. [Zero,] came the cryptic response. Eden felt a shiver run down his spine. ‘Zero? Could it be the Zero potion?’ This special potion, developed by Dragoria long ago, was designed to rapidly heal injuries in level-nine powerhouses. It had no effect on ordinary individuals and was exclusively effective on those at the pinnacle of power.

And insane. "Goat's blood," Heriberto corrected smoothly. "Mixed with mercury and salt. It acts as a grounding wire. When the Siphon enters you, Tate... the energy backlash would vaporize this building without it." He stepped closer, his eyes scanning me like I was a prize heifer at a county fair. "You look pale, my dear. Are you eating?" "I lose my appetite when I am planning to be possessed by a void monster," I said dryly. Heriberto chuckled. He reached out and touched my chin. His fingers were ice cold. I forced myself not to flinch.

It won't budge. Eden held a blade with a black handle in her left hand and thrust it southwards, in a counterclockwise motion, until she closed the circle with ca crackling fire. I couldn't escape if I wanted to. “Oh, Great Goddess Lyssa, Daughter of the Noble Nyx…" she recited a spell, her brown eyes turning black. "Aide me in my journey for immortality and prosperity." Amelia, London, and Slyvia reached above their heads, joining Eden around the circle, chanting along.

Swish. Slowsh. Fwoosh. Feral felt someone approaching but heard no footsteps making him conclude that it must be the merman who had brought him here as tails couldn’t make steps. ‘Hey, Zero should I just call this guy fishtails? How petty would that be?’ Dina mocked in her mind. “Am not sure you’re in the right position to say that Dina,” Zero said, and with no explanation, Dina instantly understood. Dina the true fish: F

I watch as they shovel dirt back over the coffin full of secrets, erasing the wound we made but I can’t unsee it. Elia’s grave was a lie, a mask built over machinery by dawn, I’m back in the safe house. The drives line the table like a row of tombstones. I connect the first one, EDEN-01 to my system. Encrypted, but not impenetrable. Whoever built the security assumed no one would ever dig them up. The interface blooms across the screen, dark and sterile. Z-CORE PROJECT EDEN, SUBLEVEL 3 ARCHIVE Accessed by: Dr. S. Voss, Director of Experimental Continuity

Emma’s breath caught. “…What name?” The girl smiled slightly. And said: “Genesis Zero.” The forest went still. Even Mercer stopped smiling. Rachel looked horrified. “That designation was sealed.” Mercer’s jaw tightened slightly. “Apparently not.” Genesis Zero. The original. The prototype. Emma’s stomach twisted. “Where have you been all this time?” Genesis Zero looked past her. Toward the forest. Toward the hidden infrastructure behind it. “The world,” she said simply. Emma frowned. “What?”

Hera said, feigning a look of concern. "I truly have to thank you, Hera. If you hadn't worked so hard to bring Dr. McGrath over, I'd likely still be suffering terribly from the chills syndrome. "I've actually already drafted my will—should the chills syndrome return and take my life, Zolane and all my assets and authority will go to you," Eden explained with a faint smile. Hera trembled slightly after hearing that, disbelief flashing across her face. "E-Eden…" Eden explained, "I'm stepping down after today, regardless of how my condition turns out, and you'll be the one running Zolane from here on out, Hera."

She mumbled something but I didn't hear exactly what she said. I ran towards her and embraced her in my arm, afraid of what if she disappears. "Oh, God! Sheila. Where have you been?" I looked at her hazel eyes which were directly looking into mine. Without wasting another second I crashed my lips onto her, enjoying her warm lips against mine which is smoothening my whole throbbing system. Thank God!! She is alive. *

I wasn't sure what to do at that point, but my only fear was to lose Eden to another man or her being hurt by another. She is already hurt emotionally and wouldn't stand that again. “Let's go back home first. I might decide on what to do after taking a nap." I said, and the driver ignited the car engine. Kisey shook his head. “Turn it off. We have to wait here till Eden is taken back home first. You can take a nap here and we will look after her.” I was about to say a word, but my cell phone buzzed, and it was a message from Prince Geralt. I opened the message and went through it…..goosebumps fell on my skin.

“First, the Oreiades are preparing a path using water from the River Lethe—the same one Achilleus was dipped into. Makes you temporarily invulnerable. It’ll last forever on the demi-gods in your group. For the rest, it’s temporary—but long enough.” “That’s awesome! We’re going to be like Achilleus!” Rowen whispers to Jared and Summer—loud enough that I still hear it. Summer shushes him, but yeah. It is awesome. “And second,” Hermes adds, “this.” Out of thin air, he pulls a sword. And turns to me. His eyes lock onto mine. That blue is unreal—like staring into a frozen storm. His expression flickers between intensity and... something else. Lust? Hate? Curiosity? Whatever it is, it twists in my