Rezero Rem Novels & Stories

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."

After a car accident wipes my memory, my mind is stuck ten years in the past—right after I get down on one knee to propose to Angeline Stone. I tear through every app on my phone, desperate to find any proof that Angeline is actually my wife. But all I see in my contacts are numbers I don't recognize, and my WhatsApp chat list is empty. I have no choice but to call my buddy, Rick Tate, to ask him whether Angeline accepted my proposal. To my surprise, he explodes on me like a lit firecracker. "Did a donkey kick you in the head, Caleb? Did she accept your proposal? You're about to divorce her!" My first reaction after hanging up is—damn, I'm a legend. I actually managed to land an ice quee

My company let employees clock paid hours while petting the office cats, take unlimited vacation, and skip the time clock altogether. For a while, people called us a dream company. Then one of my employees posted online and accused the whole thing of being a kindness trap. He filmed the office as if it were paradise, but the caption told a different story: [Don't envy us. All of this was bought with our low pay and our youth.] The post went viral, and overnight, I became the fake-nice boss who bled his employees dry behind a mask of small kindnesses. The entire internet told my employees to run. Fine. I let them. I rolled out a new policy. Effective immediately, every flexible benefit

Those zombies were running and rushing inside the tunnel the sound was so loud the zombies started falling one by one. After that. Fred press a bomb button and blow them off. Those zombies kept going into the fire. Fred place another tape playing music, it keep drawing them into the burning fire. They make sure all the zombies was get rid of. After everything, Fred said they should head back to North. They're new houses there, the that place is neat and cool. "We're turning this place into community." Fred said when they got to north. They clean everywhere sanitizer the streets and decided to start a new life.

I tightened my grip on the lab report. I looked at him with pleading eyes. "Can you check again? Maybe… they made a mistake." Rory quickly took the report from my hands. He studied it carefully and gently reassured me, "Don't worry, Amelie. I'll check again to make sure. Just wait. Even if the result is bad, I'll be here for you. Don't panic." Soon, I was being pushed back into the examination room. The results came back the same as before—late-stage colon cancer.

Iris- You got my six. Zaphyra- Always. “She will be back shortly,” Helios adds, yawning. “It's very boring here you know. We used to have fun.” “Sorry, blame Selene, this was her plan after all,” Collins answers. “Now, now, play nice,” Selene walks in looking refreshed. “Jeremy Whit is playing the game,” Iris tells her. “I don't care if he is on life support forever, I will not let you reset the timeline.”

Here is the content of the chat. Zero: "Good morning, my future. Are you still able to hold your miss for me?" Zeva wanted to reply, "No, I can't afford it. I really miss you. Come on, please, hurry back here." However, Zeva's sense of prestige is very large to be able to type those sentences. In the end, Zeva just chose to read it, without replying. Zeva wants to know whether Zero will be grumpy and spam-chat her or not.

It was brightly lit and Tamara realised with a jolt that she could make out David’s face about as clearly as she could make out the girl’s own. Remorse filled her as she realised the girl would also be affected by the scandal. She had never watched the intial video or she would have requested they blur out the woman’s face. Chelsea sent the video to the number they gave her. She didn’t care that the woman would also be exposed; all she wanted was to save herself. ————- The next morning, Tamara stared at her reflection as she applied the finishing touches to her makeup. Somehow, she had thought that such a vital step in her revenge plan would bring her happiness but all she felt was hollow an

She pointed at the camera on the wall, then went there and signaled them to watch the movement of her hand. They watched attentively as she shut off the camera in a twinkle of an eye and put it on review. It kept showing them looking up even when they are now looking at the desktop. "This way, nobody will suspect a thing and before they notice that the camera is on refresh for them to call for backups, you must have been done and already on your way out. The reason why you have the military uniforms is also not to arouse suspicions immediately until you guys get to kill the persons shown to you before"

Anna said, frowning. "Yes, I have just developed it recently."Jason said with a faint smile. "If I don't take action at once, I'll miss a good opportunity. Anna, I'm leaving. I hope we can meet again next time." As soon as he finished speaking, Jason jumped up and rushed to the ground. In the misty space, Jason increased his speed to the limit. Although he had only recovered 10% of his Genuine Qi, which was far inferior to his peak, this 10% of his Genuine Qi was enough to support him to the front of the door.