Resetting My Life From His Zero‑love Game Novels & Stories

They couldn’t understand— Were they too harsh? Did they make decisions without listening to her? (When the one you love the most stops trusting you— it breaks you from within.) That was exactly Siya’s condition. She hadn’t just lost her trust— she had once embraced death itself. And now… That Siya had returned— the one who was ready to settle every score.

"The code that can hard-reset the world to a state before the Thorne-Vance name existed. Give it to me, and I will let the Banker live. I will restore her 'Life-Credit' and give her a place in the New Audit." Xander looked down at me. I saw the struggle in his eyes—the man who would burn the world to save me versus the man who knew that giving in would end humanity itself. "Xander, don't," I gasped. "If he gets the code... there’s no coming back. No choice. No love." "If I don't, you die in the next five minutes," Xander whispered. He dropped to one knee beside me, his hand finding the back of my neck. "Sara, I can't let you be a Zero. I can't watch you vanish."

But my heart stirred with no emotion. I calmly pulled out my phone and played the recording of their confessions to Elena Rivers. Then, without a trace of expression, I looked at them. “Stop pretending. The game is over.” “If you truly care about Elena Rivers, go after her. Don’t use my life as a pawn to satisfy your own twisted love story. I have my own life to live, and I don’t need you in it anymore.” The once-confident men who had controlled so much of my past were now pale and speechless.

My love had been a shadow, never seeing light. This time, I'd let go of futile affection. That night, I went downstairs to get water from the fridge. A hand suddenly grabbed the door, and Nathan loomed in the shadows, studying me. "What game are you playing this time?" he asked. I grabbed a bottle, unfazed. "So, you are reborn. But you're wrong. I'm not interested in any of you. I just want my own life." He scoffed, eyeing the necklace on my neck. "Not interested? Then why wear that?"

"Maybe I'm just pathetic. Took me this long to realize I fell for you a long time ago. My injury's worse now. Even if I get out, I'll be crippled. And... I don't want to leave. This game is your life's work. Dying here... I'm okay with that." He paused. "Serena, keep going. When this game launches one day, you'll have my blessing. Just keep moving forward. Don't... look back." I didn't turn around. A tear slipped down my cheek. It took everything with it—my obsession, my love, my hate for Nolan. I stepped out of the game. The animals followed. A crack split the sky. Birds shot up, wings pounding. The huge beasts and the rest poured out through another opening.

He was gone, lost in the abyss of his own shattered architecture. Lyra reached into her suit jacket and pulled out a small, silver vial—the "Hard Reset" she had promised herself she would never use. It was a concentrated neuro-stabilizer designed to force the Silas persona back into the foreground, but at the cost of his recent emotional progress. It would erase the memory of the kiss. It would erase the memory of the night. She looked at him—at the man who had looked at her with such raw gratitude only hours ago. If she did this, she was killing the part of him that loved her.

"But I made one mistake." "What mistake?" His eyes returned to hers. "I made you capable of choosing." The room went silent. Ava's tears fell. "And you couldn't control me." "No." Ethan shook his head. "I couldn't." Architect Zero smiled. "That's why he fractured himself." Ava looked at her. "He erased his own memories." "Yes." "Why?" "Because the only thing powerful enough to stop the Architect..." She looked at Ava. "...was love." Ethan suddenly grabbed his chest.

Once he left, Romina abruptly turned to me, saying cautiously, "Mommy, if I don't fight with Nico for Daddy this time, will I be able to live?" My tears poured down my cheeks. Only then did I realize she'd been reborn, too. I held her tightly, my voice choked and shaky as I promised her, "Yes, darling. After your surgery, I'll take you away from this city—away from this family. We won't ever come back again."

【Isabella, mission failed. The twenty-five-year limit has expired. You are no longer permitted to continue.】 The Program had never cared what kind of love saved me. Family, trust, desire, devotion—any bond that reached 100% would count. And I had lost them all. I stood outside Saint Sebastian’s Church.The Survival Program spoke while I stood outside Saint Sebastian’s Church. Through the half-open doors, Adrian Moretti kissed Sophia Lane beneath a storm of applause. The Moretti crest gleamed on his chest, and the ring that should have been mine sat on her finger.

My boyfriend, my best friend, and I were dragged into some kind of relationship game. The system told us that if we cleared every round, we could go home. The first test was simple. Vote for one person to be punished. Sophie clutched my arm, trembling. I patted her hand. "Vote for yourself. If we all do that, it should end in a tie." The votes came in. One each. A three-way tie. Sophie let out a shaky breath, tears still clinging to her lashes. "Cecilia, thank God you thought of that." Then the system told each of us to pick a reward box. Mine contained a small silver shard. A message rang directly in my head. [Ability unlocked: View and alter the outcome of one vote.] I clos