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

“Not on it. And you can live with that. You’ve been living with that your whole life. You do not know how to live with being erased.” The honesty hurt. Because he was right. I didn’t know how to exist as nothing. Even when I’d been trying to disappear in life, I’d still left little ghosts of myself everywhere—in stories, in comments, in other people’s inboxes. The Game’s voice slid between us. “He will say anything to keep you from letting go,” it murmured. “He is invested in your resistance. Your rebellion decorates his curse. Let me take the burden. You were not made for this.”

" Seeing him try and claim credit, a wave of disgust rose in my chest. How could I trust someone who could kill his own parents? All this time, he knew that his parents were tormenting me, yet he acted like he didn't know, staying conveniently silent. What a frighteningly selfish man. Not hearing a response from me, Charles started to play the emotional card, bursting into tears in front of the camera. "Please, Jennie, save me! I'm starving, freezing, and I'm about to die! I know I was wrong, I really do… If you save me, I'll treat you right from now on!

"Because of you. Because of all of you. Don't you see? Meeting you. Loving you. That made everything worth it." "Then in the new reality." Damon takes my other hand. "Remember us. Even if we're different. Even if we're strangers. Find us. Love us again." "I will." More tears. "I promise." Zephyr and Erebus join. All of us holding hands. Connected. One last time. "Do it," I tell Hope. "I'm ready." The reset activates. Reality dissolves. Everything I am. Everything I was. Everything I could be. All consumed. All used. All given.

He pulled out the repaired Blood Pact ring from his pocket. "Aurora, my darling, my moonlight, I was wrong. If you promise to marry me, I can transfer all my assets to you. From now on, you will be the Lord in name and in deed. I was an idiot before. Give me another chance, okay?" "It’s too late." I shook my head. "You can keep the ring. I don’t need it anymore." "Kieran, I don’t hate you anymore. If hate is still a form of caring, then I did hate you. But now, I feel nothing but a profound disconnect from you."

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.*

Dominic Wexley and I were switched at birth and raised in the wrong families for eighteen years. After the truth came out, my adoptive parents couldn't bear to let him go, while my biological parents felt like they owed him. In the end, Dominic ended up with two sets of parents, while I became a stranger in both homes. My adoptive parents forgot my place at their New Year's Eve dinner. My biological parents' New Year's trip didn't include a ticket for me. I carried the holiday gifts I'd bought for both families and spent the entire New Year's Eve sitting alone in the hallway. The day I was diagnosed with leukemia, I learned I was still $400,000 short of the cost of my transplant. I kne

I speak softly because rage listens better when it thinks it is safe. I do not want her dead. That is another lie people tell themselves. I want her to remember. I want her to feel the weight of every life that balanced her happiness. I want her to understand that love is not mercy when it costs everyone else their meaning. If the Game returns, it will not be because I rebuilt it. It will be because the world still needs somewhere to put its suffering. And this time, she will not walk away believing she won. She will stand at the end and finally know what it means to be alone.

I didn't answer, what I did is just to cry while he hugged me. "And what's the other one?" I asked. He let go of my hug and approached me then kissed me on the forehead and looked seriously into my eyes. "Don't win the game." ***A/n: Play Snowman by Sia.*** I stopped running and sat down and then poured out the pain and resentment I was feeling. I don't know where I am, after my conversation with Zero I ran away, I can't understand why he wants me not to win the game. *"They're planning to kill you Moon."*

I wouldn’t let her twist love into something weak. I turned in bed to face Sylvester. His eyes were already open, watching me. “I’m here,” he whispered. “I know,” I said, swallowing thickly. “But she is too.” “She won’t win.” “She doesn’t have to,” I said. “She only needs to make us doubt each other.” He stared at me. “Then let’s not give her that power.” I nodded. But deep down, a quiet voice whispered: It won’t be that easy. ---

iam a sinful child my father hated me my mom died then why me what is the use of me being alive why I became burden to everyone because of me even mithuna mom life spoiled I don't even have right to be alive I will leave everyone but I want to see everyone atleast once so I returned to home I seen mom lucky and ishi lucky asked me why iam upset but I said nothing I decided to leave my home at night so I said to ishi I want to sleep alone she accepted I deleted everything in my phone I left the note in my phone pouch along with phone then I turn off the all CCTV cameras and left home I went near a bridge to jump