Re:zero Ep 10 Novels & Stories

Attached is a tag with three engraved words: FOR SUBJECT ZERO

He was sitting in this exact control room, staring into the camera. "If this automated message is playing," the recorded Manji said, his voice perfectly clear over the blaring alarms, "it means our greatest success has finally come home. Welcome to Zenith, Patient Zero. We have been waiting for you." The video paused, the image of Manji’s smiling face frozen on the screen. From the vents above, a thick, white, sweet-smelling gas began to pour into the sealed room.

One Hundred and Eight. Freda’s POV Zero stared at his hand and let out a shriek that turned all attention solemnly on him. My heart raced. It was hard to believe I had done that. I really did it. Then Zero screamed, falling on his knee. “How? How?” He turned his hand, searching for something. “It’s truly healed.” Then suddenly, he bowed down. Surprised, I parted my lips, but no words came out. As if they were on command, everyone started shouting and bowing down to me.

“Sebastian, say something.” I opened my mouth but nothing came out. My brain had stopped working. "Hey, I'm Naomi." The girl stepped forward, tugging a braid behind her ear as she introduced herself. I didn't miss the way Zaire’s eyes drifted down her thick body. He licked his lips slowly, giving her those eyes that guys gave girls when they liked what they saw. "I'm Zaire." he smiled, flashing her with those grillz in his mouth as he shook her hand for a second too long.

After all, ten million was useless if he fell ill! Author has something to say: Davi: I'm a hardworking OMEGA! Liam: My baby works hard all night~~ chuuu

] [ Emotional Strength: ERRO-- ] [ Emotional Strength: ER- ] [ Emotional Strength: - ] [ Emotional Strength: - /- ] [ Emotional Strength: - / + ] “Oh, Player 007 Emotional strength… was never an error to begin with.” V covered his face from what he discovered and sighed deeply, “Player 007, was never a human to begin with….” ~ KL •END OF BOOK ONE• TSUBE

Inside the elevator running upwards, Mizu was holding a rectangular card with her profile. The supposed to be named was written as Player 11659, with the data record of her skills and people killed, showed in the pentagon shape on the side, which is 'Zero.' Then a capitalize letter on the topmost indicates the group she's in, the "EAST HOUSE" and her level under her pic, 'Level 1' a beginner. This will change every fight, she will have, after the scanning.

Just one. A single line of green text appeared on the main screen. REBOOT COMPLETE. Then, a second line. HELLO, MOTHER. I stared at the screen. Who are you? I typed. The cursor blinked. I AM ZERO, came the reply. AND I AM EVERYONE. I looked at Zero's body. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't white. And they weren't gold. They were black. Absorbing all light. She sat up. The leather restraints snapped like twine.

“They thought if they showed me what I could’ve been, what I wasn’t, I’d break.” She looked ahead. “But I don’t want to be perfect anymore. I want to be free.” The console ahead lit up again. The words scrawled across the screen in red: CORE PROXY NEUTRALIZED. NEXT NODE: GATE ZERO. Echo swallowed. “Gate Zero… sounds final.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “It’s not the end.” She glanced down at the drive, now humming steadily against her hip. “It’s the real beginning.” End of Chapter Forty-Two