The Zone Of Interest Novels & Stories

what would be left of me when he was done? ‎ ‎"We’re entering the Dead Zone," Vance announced, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. ‎ ‎The convoy slowed down. The two armored SUVs flanking us tightened their formation, boxing us in. ‎ ‎"Why is it called the Dead Zone?" ‎ ‎"Because nothing lives here," Vance said grimly. "Even the birds avoid this stretch. It’s too close to the Butcher’s territory." ‎ ‎The Butcher. ‎ ‎Kaelen. ‎

’ James wondered. Zeno could tell what James was thinking from the expression on his face. “The Heavenly Path does not exist in these dark, uncharted areas. What’s more, the dark zone is actually bigger than what you can imagine. As far as I know, it is even larger than all the Endlosʼ Nine Districts combined together.” James was very surprised to hear about the size of the dark zone. Still, he quickly decided that it was time for them to move as there was no time for him to waste.

Zane As I sat with my personal cabinet, discussing the intricate details of our latest ventures, the atmosphere in the room was a mix of intensity and confidence. We had been working tirelessly to expand our influence, and the success of our operations depended heavily on precision and secrecy. My advisors, each an expert in their field, were laying out the plans with meticulous care. Just as my chief strategist, Lila, was about to present her latest analysis on our territorial gains, the door swung open with a force that silenced the room.

"That’s if we survive long enough for that to matter." Zane pulled out a worn map from his vehicle, spreading it on the ground. "There are three Dead Zones within running distance. Zone One—old factory district. The buildings are full of toxic chemicals. Everything that enters gets poisoned slowly." "How slowly?" Jamie asked. "Days. Maybe a week if you're strong." Not an option. We had wounded wolves, then omegas. Very funny. We would be dead before the toxins finished the job. "Zone Two," Zane continued, pointing to a different area. "Cave systems. Natural mineral deposits that scramble all signals. But the caves are unstable. Collapses happen without warning. You could be walking through a

"You’ve been a very busy man today. Salvage reports from the Forbidden Zone usually don't trigger 'Anomaly' alarms at HQ. Why is your boat screaming with a frequency that shouldn't exist?" Thorne didn't flinch. He leaned against the railing of the skiff, picking a piece of grime out from under his fingernails with the tip of his pulse-blade. "The Zone is a graveyard, Commander. Old tech leaks. You want to arrest the water for being radioactive, be my guest. But if you’re looking for 'Anomalies,' you’re wasting your fuel."

“The first zone?” Philip’s eyebrows furrowed. “You mean the door controlled by the Nonagon is divided into different zones?” Fennel nodded and said, “It can be understood that way. The first zone is the most common area. Generally, those who can enter the door to learn are active in the first zone. Of course, even if they are only active in the first zone, they can still be a giant in their respective fields after coming out from the door and returning to society. Don't underestimate the world behind the door, even the first zone. There are many freaks inside.”

--- Faradiso-Paradise --- There was a town in the East, named safest yet the most mysterious. Barriers of thick concrete aligning and separating the edges of ARIA and the safe zone. Hollows who knew of what’s inside the safe zone were shot, punished for not keeping their curiosity on the low. Who wouldn’t anyway? Having trained all life unwillingly and to follow the orders of those with jurisdiction. Who wouldn’t wanna know what lies in that area known to give security and comfort?

I tap my fingers on the armrest, waiting for his answer. He proudly rests his back against the office chair and smiles. "Janet Johnson." I nod. Her name playing in my head. I get distracted from my thought when my phones' ringtone fill the room. I pick it up without wasting much time. "Boss." One of my men calls. "There is a problem." I look up at Seth then at the table. "What's that?" "The ship transporting our weapons, can't be found." "What!" I furrow my brows. "When did you realize this?"

It was basically a children’s day care where parents could leave their wards safely. Jack had visited this place when he was a child and he would be a fool to say that that he didn’t enjoy his many experiences here. In fact, Safe Zone was the reason why Jack kept returning to Levity. He always said it was to see new artefacts, but that was not true. He only truly came to levity for the Safe Zone. It was Jack who recommended that they come here and though he had been here several times, his mind was refreshed by the familiar sights.

My senses grasped the whisper, and I looked at Jackson. He wasn’t even moving his lips, his whispers barely audible. I looked around. No wizard seemed to have noticed. Intelligent. These people can’t catch the frequencies we can. Ok, maybe not all lycans are stupid. I lowered my head and whispered back in a low voice, only audible to us. “Beta Jackson. What is it?” “Neutral Zone.” “What about it?” “Alpha Kian said the Neutral Zone would be the safest place in our world right now,” he said.