Rezero Novels & Stories

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The click of the door sounded like a guillotine. ​I stood in the center of that vast, cold office, my shadow stretching across the polished marble floor. Resign. The word tasted like ash in my mouth. For months, I had fought for him, then I had fought against him, and finally, I had tried to ignore him. But I never thought he would use his power to simply erase me when things got difficult. ​I walked over to his desk, my heels clicking rhythmically, the only sound in the empty suite. On the mahogany surface sat the glass paperweight he had been staring at—a heavy, clear sphere that held everything down so it wouldn't blow away in the wind.

she read it but still needed more feed on it, it was too much to believe. "Just a second'' she said an opened the soft copy of it on the desktop, scrolling down with the mouse "Clause no 20th…..ow…kay'' she was quite for a short while before facing her "So…Mrs Fletchers, our Capital A gaming company has a big consideration when it comes to their employees, our company offers a scholarship to employee's children and their is actually an elementary school for the little ones, for free, it is located at the next building that is facing ours. We're doing this so that our employee's mind should be focused on the work while they are here instead of thinking of anything else, especially family iss

I asked, furrowing my brow. “It doesn’t!” Zara said, her eyes wide as she opened a keypad typing the number. My heartbeat increased a little when I saw that she had memorised it despite her thinking it was a number of male escort agency. “That’s a zero.” She gaped at me. “It’s not.” “It is. That’s a zero.” I said, pointing to the closed loop on the picture she had taken. “That’s a six, Hayden,” she said. Her black coloured nail pointed at the line. That must have been my mistake. “See? That’s a six.”

A partial rewrite had taken. Relief crashed into me in a wave that made my knees buckle further. I caught myself with the hand that wasn’t welded to the pen. “Is it… enough?” Jax asked, voice small for once. The Admin answered for me. “CORE DIRECTIVES: DUAL,” it said. “OLD AND NEW CO-EXISTING. SYSTEM STABILITY: UNDEFINED.” Code around us whirled faster, sucked into colliding spirals. “FINAL RESET REQUIRED TO RECONCILE CONFLICT,” it went on. “WITHOUT RESET, SYSTEM WILL… TEAR. WITH RESET, NEW PARAMETERS WILL EITHER… SOLIDIFY OR BE LOST.”

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.

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.*

The Source Code Dimension trembled. The sterile, glowing white numbers scrolling across the infinite floor began to violently stutter, bleeding a chaotic, messy crimson. The Prime Analyst’s perfect, symmetrical face twitched. "Error. Target is resisting the Factory Reset. This is impossible. Your base data contains no countermeasures against root-level formatting."

***MATURE CONTENT ** Raven’s POV A laugh escaped my mouth as I looked over at Rhyland who almost fell clean off of the roof. It had been a few days since we made it to Zanatra thanks to his mother and her necklace, and our first stop was to the waters to heal my side. I found myself feeling a million times more refreshed than ever and my body felt so alive. Since my arrival back, I began to slowly but surely rebuild the kingdom my parents once reigned over. Cassius had walked the beaches earlier and picked trash up along with anything else that doesn’t belong there while Rhyland and I rebuilt the buildings that had been wiped out by the war.

Well how can I, when we are not in the best of terms with each other and honestly, I am not in the mood for either an argument or his hurtful words. I sigh when I start feeling bored. A ping sound has me jumping in surprising. I mentally roll my eyes for my slow thinking, I should have remembered that I had my phone with. Taking out my phone from my clutch bag, I see a new message. Take a look at row 4 from the center front, under chair 5. Something waits for you. All answers you were looking for. ~ S~ Sighing, I rise to my feet and follow the instructions. Not that I have much of a choice.