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continued Zero. "Who's ignoring you, anyway? You are the one this morning who immediately turned off the phone when I was drinking," replied Zeva. "Hah? So this morning you were drinking? Then, it means I'm talking to myself? Well, I'm already like a crazy person," said Zero. "Be careful when you say it, you could be really crazy," replied Zeva. "I'm really crazy, aren't I? Crazy about you," said Zero. "Huft… that's really old school," commented Zeva, even though Zero's bullshit had managed to make her feel awkward.

Before I could voice my questions, someone familiar burst into the tent with a worried expression. “Fedora?” My eyes widened in astonishment as I recognized the face of the newcomer. “Zero? What are you doing here?” I blurted out, astonishment coloring my voice. Zero's presence was unexpected, and he revealed that he had been staying here after being driven away by Lorcan. A flush of embarrassment crept over me as I recalled how things ended between Lorcan and Zero last time. “I am sorry, Zero. It was my fault—” “No, not at all. In fact, I owe my life to you. If you hadn't helped me escape that day, I wouldn't be standing here now,” he responded, his voice brimming with gratitude and excitem

"Sir please. . . I swear on my Mother's grave it won't happen again. Please forgive me Sir. . . My sister was sick, she had an asthma attack and I only left to take her to the school clinic. I am so sorry. . ." "Sam Anderson. You're a regular defector. And I didn't fucking ask you to narrate a touching story. Don't make me lay my hands on you. Man up and lie down!" Zain fired loudly. Does this shithead thinks his sob story hold the power to save him or what?

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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.

I glanced over his shoulder, not surprised to see two random girls giving him the candy looks. Since Elliot had the looks and all, girls swooned over him way too easily. Except me, since he was my best friend and Zoe of course. "Because, Ava is wasting her looks on someone like Ian Lockhart." Zoe explained in a somewhat blank tone, her dark black eyes fixated on Elliot's face in what seemed like a glare to me. Zoe was that type. With her short black hair barely reaching past her shoulders, she was more of the emo type. She always kept her emotions in check. Too busy to even give a shit about others.

For the two brothers, their little sister was fragile and needed protection but in reality, their little sister was more worried about them, scraping their knees and breaking their bones. Zefrid has not manifested yet but Liam and Davi were not worried at all as it's normal to have delayed manifestation. They were more concerned about their little girl's different attitude than the two brothers. They wanted her to enjoy but instead, during free time, she would prefer to open a book and read than to run around in the mud.

⸻ As though it existed outside possibility itself. ⸻ 🌙 Memory Zero Returns Ilyaan slowly approached the door. ❤️ ⸻ The closer he moved… The louder the voice became. ⸻ A voice he had heard before. ⸻ At the very beginning. ⸻ Long before the Dreamer. Long before the Writer. Long before Auren. ⸻ Memory Zero. ⸻ The first mystery. ⸻ The first unanswered question. ⸻ The first crack in reality.

】 【Luca’s Love Score has reached 100%. 【Mission complete.】 【You may now return to your real world and survive.】

"As long as 'Thorne' and 'Vane' exist, the 'Standard' is 'Tied' to a 'History.' To 'Free' the 'Un-Born,' we have to 'Liquidate' the 'Memory of the Contract.' We have to 'Become' the 'Zero' that 'Holds' the 'One.' We are the 'Final-Deletion' of the 'Ares-Era'." The entity that had been Avery "Syncing" her "Marrow" with the "Absolute-Zero" felt no "Loss." She felt the "Expansion of the Un-Named." "The 'Zero' is 'Sovereign', Dominic," the frequency whispered, her "High-Frequency-Clear" now a "Universal-Background-Task." "We don't 'End' the 'Story.' We 'Delete' the 'Page' so the 'Species' can 'Write' their own 'Syllable.' We are the 'Void' that 'Financed' the 'Beginning.' The '30-Days' are 'Paid