روايات وقصص ضمن Zero Rem

the world was finally, perfectly, un-audited. The ink was dry. The debt was zero. And the color was everything.

Dozens of names. Children. Test subjects. One file was labeled Subject Zero. He clicked it open, and a voice played—a recording. :: "He’s unlike the others. Repeated memory wipes are ineffective. Aggression threshold remains unstable. He’s bonded to the female assigned during Phase 2. Possible emotional imprint—compromised control?" :: Damien’s eyes darkened. “Subject Zero,” I whispered. “That’s you.” “No.” His voice was cold. “Daemon was Subject Zero. I… was never meant to be the original. I was the decoy.”

There was silence for a while as the stunned Dina digested what Zero had said and when it finally clicked, the count reached 0, and as the figures of the duo varnished Dina’s angry roars bellowed through the space. *** ‘That fucking bastard..!’ a still angry Dina seethed, someone with a high rank as his couldn’t be bothered to release 500 points, just 500! How stingy was he?! “Damn you Zero, you should have told me earlier!” she would’ve ripped the bastard a new one. “I’m sorry Dina, it escaped my memory…” “Did it though?!” After taking deep breaths to calm down, Dina finally decided to observe her surroundings.