Zero Symbol Novels & Stories

"You can't survive a direct hit from a deletion protocol of this magnitude!" "I’ve spent my entire life being a ghost in the machine, Sophia," Zero replied, a serene, almost celestial smile touching his lips. his golden eyes met her silver ones with a clarity that transcended the digital abyss. "But a ghost can haunt, and a ghost can explode. I was never meant to survive the system—I was meant to break it."

“Hold up. She wired three hundred bucks for a three-thousand-dollar fridge?” “I mean, an honest mistake only happens a couple of times, but the mother is clearly doing it on purpose since a zero is missing in every transaction.” “A two-grand robot vacuum for two hundred bucks? She paid four hundred for a four-thousand-dollar washer.” “I thought the girl was supposedly pocketing the difference from buying stuff for her mother, but she’s the one losing money on every purchase.” “The family called the girl a thief, but the mother’s the one gaming the system.” For clarity, I included the purchase receipts next to the transfer transactions. The truth was laid bare for everyone to see.

But she couldn't mourn her camera's ultimate demise as she wasn't even getting herself. A few seconds later, Dina got herself back, holding her head she shook it vigorously to shake off her dizziness, she had always been abnormal anyways in that she had never gotten sick before so she wasn't surprised she hadn't gotten a headache in all this drama. Dina looked around the area she was in, an orange-like space with nothing but her in it... "Hi, welcome to your soul space, since you're extreme yang, instead of the usual yellow for D-rank, you get an orange, I am your system and I am known as Zero-one, a pleasure to be acquainted with you," Zero-one said in a monotone voice.

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.”

"What... is this?" "Your bank account, Madam Anna. Yours." "No." Anna shook her head slowly. "No, that's not right. My account isn't registered at this bank. My balance has three digits — a zero, a decimal point, and two more zeros. You understand what I'm saying?" "Absolutely, Madam," Isabeau said plainly, her mouth pressing together to hold something back. "So why am I seeing — what is that? A two, and then... seven zeros? Isabeau?"

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All that remained was the offset. She grabbed her phone and opened the photos she had taken at White Oak. The corner of the north wall. 0412. She zoomed in. To the right of the numbers, in a spot she had previously overlooked, was a faint symbol—an upward-pointing arrow. Beside the arrow was a digit almost entirely obscured by dust. 0. Her breath hitched. The offset was zero. She re-entered *0412* and filled in *0* in the offset column. Enter.

Around lunch was when Kendra and I came back, visiting Max first before entering the waiting room of the ICU ward to offer our moral support to Sophia's parents. I hadn't seen or spoken to Zion since last night. Ciana informed me that he had gone to school today. He had an Economics test today and I sent him a quick good luck text to which he read and never replied. It felt as if he were trying to avoid me or maybe I was just overthinking things. A lack of sleep proved to leave a person delusional at times.

Abel was curious about Daisy’s certain attitude. “You know he didn’t only show his wedding ceremonies, but he also showed off his beautiful wife and good children on f******k, zalo…In today's society, everybody follows each other through social network sites. Anyone who regularly updates their status and news. Outsiders know them better than the members in their family. I said you should install f******k or zalo, sometimes we talk together but you always refuse. That's the reason why you’re a person who belongs to the old generation. Daisy said I thought I was ancient enough, but when I returned, some people were more ancient than me.

Many kids scrambled to pick numbers between one to ten, because - who didn't like to come in the first ten, right? When it got to my turn, I scrunched up my face and picked zero. Master Haruki scoffed and said I needed to pick another number. He said Zero meant I was nothing, but as young as I was, I reasoned in my head that zero came before one and I told him as such. I knew he considered it when he put his hand against his chin in meditative thought.