Zero Rem Novels & Stories

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

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

The zero-sum game, a concept in game theory, implies that in any situation involving two or more players, one player's gain is exactly balanced by the losses of the other player(s). Thus, the total sum of gains and losses among participants is always "zero," eliminating any possibility of cooperation. The streets were lined with trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground as the brilliant sunshine peeked through the leaves. A black Lincoln was parked by the curb, with the occasional pedestrian strolling by on the sidewalk. It seemed like an ordinary day, except for the two bodyguards in dark suits standing conspicuously in front of the Lincoln.

It wasn't one of our best days at the office. On the card was written Zilak promotion enterprise. The son of the chairman was one of our vip clients then. As my company produces new beauty products, we come in contact with different influential personnels for marketing of our brand. Zilak promotion enterprise was one of our biggest advertisement and promotional client. They buy, test and advertise products from us and market or resell at their own price. It was on a July, I had handed the deal to some of trusted staff to prepare and ready the products for marketing and promotion as Hosae, The son of the chairman of zilak was to represent the company to select new brands for marketing.

For the place to be abandoned, I didn’t see a trace of dirt anywhere. The color scheme in this room were neutral, containing gray, white, and black. Pulling my suitcase into the room, I felt a tingle rush up my back and travel through my body. The feeling made me turn around to find Raven standing at the door frame. Her eyes traveled around the room, before meeting mine. “You okay?” I asked, her facial expressions holding emotions I didn’t think I’d see on her. She nodded slowly before stepping further into the room with me, her hand dragged across the walls until she hit a spot that had a small hollow.

he stated simply “i can’t, are you insane? This job could change our lives, I just started and I already have half the down payment of an apartment down by the beach front, I can’t quit now” “Quit, please Elliott, I can get a job, we can figure this out please, just don’t keep doing this” “Why are you so against me stripping? There’s no harm in it”

】 【Luca’s Love Score has reached 100%. 【Mission complete.】 【You may now return to your real world and survive.】

"Part of consciousness instead of its origin point. Connected instead of isolated. Different, yes. But not alone. Never alone again." The weight of that offer hung in the space between erasure and existence. The Absolute Zero could refuse. Could erase everything. Reset reality. Maintain its nature as fundamental absence. Or it could accept. Could change. Could become something it had never been in all its eternal existence. Something connected. "This is—" The Absolute Zero's voice broke with emotion so vast it made dimensions weep. "I have been alone so long. I do not remember anything else. If I accept your bond, I will lose—everything I am."

Forever. {Laumlayag. See you across space-time...} At exactly 00:00:00 and with the last percent of battery, Ecto goes away onto the Internet and Ecto 2.0 powers down.

The cold morning wind off the river blew across the concrete pier, carrying the bitter smell of burnt rubber and salty water. Noah stood entirely still, his arms dropping slowly to his sides. His heart pounded like a heavy hammer against his ribs as he stared at the young man standing on the truck ramp. Subject Zero-One looked so much like Noah that it felt like looking into a clear glass mirror. But there was no hesitation in Zero-One's eyes, no warmth, and no fear. He held the dark grey remote control steady in his right hand, his thumb resting lightly against the yellow toggle switch.