Re Zero Starting Novels & Stories

" Hey, Sandra." " You are still on that?" Her secretary asked. " Yes. Unfortunately, I am not progressing." " Why don't you pick another? That would not hurt your 'perfect daughter' record," Sandra advised. " I must refuse," Morgan said. " I do not look back when my hand is on the plough and is not planning on starting that record now. I am sure I will figure it out. I am closer to figuring it out than when I just started anyway." " I must give up. You can never be convinced anyway." Sandra walked up to Morgan's desk.

A piercing alarm echoed through the ICU as my sign of life dropped to zero. The moment my life ended, the System inside Ethan’s mind began screaming frantically. System: [Warning! Warning! The Female Protagonist has died!] [World self-destruction protocol activated! The twenty-four-hour countdown to total annihilation has begun.]

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

“Their first acknowledged motion came in Mexico City. An unexpected shift in authorities contracts, disappearing intelligence officials, and encrypted chatter approximately something known as Phase Zero.” Rachel frowned. “Phase Zero? Not Phase One?” Vanessa nodded. “It means they haven’t began out yet. They’re preparing.” Ethan leaned in. “Then we hit them earlier than they get off the ground.” I crossed my arms. “Where will we start?” Vanessa’s hands flew over her laptop. She pulled up an image. A non-public compound. High- safety . Buried withinside the outskirts of Mexico City. I identified the person withinside the image instantly.

The countdown in the sky was not a light; it was an "Absence." Every time a second ticked away, a small patch of the stars above Neo-Tokyo simply vanished, replaced by a flat, matte black that felt like a physical weight on the chest of every living Alpha. 00:59:42. The "Hard-Reset" had begun, and the Architects were no longer interested in a "Clean Render." They were burning the canvas to kill the painting.

The architect didn’t answer immediately. The distorted voice continued. “We built the foundation you corrupted.” Kane stepped forward. “You forfeited control decades ago.” “Control?” the voice echoed with amusement. “We never wanted control.” The black crest shifted. Displaying a countdown. 02:59. Dominic’s eyes narrowed. “That’s not decorative.” “What happens at zero?” Cassius demanded. The architect’s voice lowered. “Full network reclamation.” I looked directly at the architect. “Define reclamation.” “Authority reset,” they replied.

If he wants to see the glitch in his perfect world, I will show him exactly how much it's going to cost him to fix it. Valerius raises the watch, and in the reflection of the glass, I see it—a countdown, glowing in red pixels that shouldn't exist in a stable system. Protocol Zero. He mouths a single word, silent beneath the hum of the dying machines. *Begin.*

Above ground, every light in the forest died simultaneously. Mercer dropped to his knees. Replacement stopped smiling. Genesis Zero whispered a prayer. Hope screamed. And somewhere beneath the earth— The ORIGIN system announced: CREATOR IDENTIFICATION CONFIRMED. PRIMARY REALITY RESET INITIATED. THIRTY SECONDS REMAINING.

Just before the line went dead, I thought I heard Zach ask in a trembling voice, “Mom, is that true?” However, I had no interest in the truth anymore. Whether Ruby was really pregnant or whose child it was no longer mattered to me. I closed my eyes and began planning my future. I had given up my own dreams to help Zach build his business. Now, I had money of my own, and I was no longer naïve enough to revolve my entire life around a man. For the first time in years, I had both the means and the freedom to start over. When the plane landed and I turned my phone back on, I was greeted by countless missed calls and messages. Only then did I remember that I had forgotten to block Zach’s secondar

he deadpanned leaving me speechless, his lips curled up as if he just won a trophy, I let out a shaky breath looking down at my trembling hands on the table, my salary was about six digits per month so paying 70% the amount of it…..how many zeros would that be? I asked myself, making a quick calculation before consulting the HR team. I started to feel a cold sweat forming all over my body.