Re:zero Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Kisa jumped out of the van with her cane in one hand and Lea's support in the other. Jensen watched with a disappointed look as Kisa got off and stood steadily on the ground, his outstretched hand finally turning to Mia. Mia grumbled and swatted his hand away. "Pretentious! Do I need help with such a low vehicle? Do you really think I'm a cripple?" She said, jumping off the van with her crutches. As the ground was wet, she slipped when her foot hit the ground. Kisa's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously reached out to grab her but only touched a corner of Mia's clothes. Mia fell with her body still in the car, and her legs bent on the ground.

"What a dilemma, right? I didn't want to tel you initially but now you've figured it out for yourself. Yes! Alex is the one you were sent to kill." I cleaned the tears that had blanketed my eyes and straightened up. "I can't and won't ever allow anything happen to him." He looked at me solemnly. "I'll help you, Zero, I like this side of you. Even though you don't remember me, it's still okay by me. This is what we're going to do, so listen very carefully."

His weight was warm and heavy on top of me, grounding me, keeping me from floating away. Slowly, the haze began to clear. The dizzy heat that had consumed me started to fade, leaving me exhausted and sore, but also… content. I had just lost my virginity to a stranger in a dark room. And I didn't regret a single second of it. Sleep came eventually, heavy and dreamless. --- 10:48 a.m, Room 1099 Leah's P.O.V I stirred awake and opened my eyes, but closed it almost immediately. I wanted to sleep some more.

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

I said, my voice clear and calm, “look closely.” “I am Elena, but I am no longer the person from your world.” I glanced back at Riven standing in the moonlight. He did not urge me on or step closer. He simply waited, a trusting, gentle smile on his face. I turned back and spoke the last words I would ever say to Kael. “I’ve chosen a new path and someone worth my love. It’s time for you to let go.” In that instant, Kael’s expression collapsed completely. I did not look at him again.

Because Azrael was my friend. With hands that only shook a tiny bit, I managed to type: Thanks. I hate it too. Just can’t wait till this is over. Only a few more days until it’s done, Azrael said. Hold on, Sylvia. We’ll make sure that it’s all worth it. I gritted my teeth and nodded, pocketing my phone. He was right. It was almost over, and it would be worth it. This was what I’d been reborn for. “There you are,” Damian drawled as I came back from the bathroom. He winked in my general direction. “I was starting to worry that you’d fallen in!”

Without a phone, I had no choice but to walk back to the city. Rain came down hard, soaking through my clothes, mixing with the tears on my face as I kept moving forward. I walked for hours, long enough for exhaustion to dull the fear, long enough for the rain to wash the past out of my head. By the time the sky began to lighten, I saw a woman setting up a small roadside stall. "Oh my goodness! What happened to you?" She wiped her hands and hurried over. The moment she touched my arm, she flinched, then frowned and pressed her palm to my forehead.

Frost clung to the glass. A figure inside. Human. Small. Damien stepped forward, heart slowing. It was a boy. No older than Asher. But different. Older in some indefinable way. More… finished. Aurora came beside him. “Is that…” “Subject Zero,” Null confirmed, voice hushed. “The prototype. The first viable cross-gene subject. Damien’s genetic template. Not a clone. Not like Daemon. He’s… earlier. Purer.” Damien approached the pod.

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

Valerie asks questions once again, peering out the glass window next to them at the rain. “Yes, but isn't it lovely to have someone wait on you or simply be there for you?” Ellen agreed as she looked out the window at the pouring rain, Valerie smiled as she leaned her head against the glass window, listening to the rain. ‘My empress, wake up and return to me right now...Zhilux’ The voice calls out to her again, this time with an unusual name, prompting her to open her eyes and turn to look around the restaurant.