Zero Yugioh Novels & Stories

Ren said, his eyes burning with the cold fire of a revolution that had just gone global. He looked at Leo and Kara. "We wake every player. We arm every NPC. We turn Aethelgard into an impenetrable fortress." Ren slung the rifle over his shoulder, his posture straightening into that of a true commander. "Server Zero is officially online. And we are going to burn their entire network to the ground."

Jose High and Milton Academy scattered across booths. I followed Maggie inside, hands stuffed in the pockets of my jeans. Maggie was already chatting up the girl at the counter. I scanned the room lazily and felt my breath catch in my throat when my gaze landed on the boy of my dreams himself. Zaire sat two booths away with his teammates, all in their stupid matching red and black varsity jackets, laughing so obnoxiously loud over something that probably wasn't even funny.

"The people are falling into the 'Past'! They don't know who Maya is anymore! To them, she’s just a ghost in the sky!" ​The Zero-Point Gambit ​Leo realized that the physical battle was a distraction. The Alpha-1.0 was a "Gravity-Well" for the past. As long as it stood in the ocean, the future was being "Digested." ​He looked at the mark on his palm. The Zero-Variable wasn't just a power; it was a "Blank-Page." ​"If I can't strike the Origin," Leo whispered to himself, "I’ll become the 'End'."

The previous ones were just practice. Yancy flew toward James. He did not stop a distance away. Instead, with his powerful aura, he used his killer move right away. He thrust out countless palms, sending great pressure toward James. James had no choice but to give everything he got. Yancy was a powerhouse at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. His ability should be similar to Lyla’s. However, compared to Wylie and the Two Demons of Yin and Yang from before, he was a lot more powerful.

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I hoped to leave our story with the last bit of grace. However, he did not even give me that chance, so I did not want that dignity anymore. Besides, what dignity was there in a relationship already broken beyond repair, soaked in betrayal and lies? It was just my own self-deception. Zach stared at me, desperately searching my eyes for even the slightest emotion. Yet there was nothing left there he recognized. There was no love, no anger, no sadness, not even hatred. His hand dropped abruptly. The ring fell to the ground, and he did not even notice.

Inside the elevator running upwards, Mizu was holding a rectangular card with her profile. The supposed to be named was written as Player 11659, with the data record of her skills and people killed, showed in the pentagon shape on the side, which is 'Zero.' Then a capitalize letter on the topmost indicates the group she's in, the "EAST HOUSE" and her level under her pic, 'Level 1' a beginner. This will change every fight, she will have, after the scanning.

They stared at each other as they held their card Byul picked from Jiwoon he got pairs and only had 1 card left which Yenn picked then he's out. The three of them continued until Stanley's out too. They only had 3 cards left, two on Jiwoon and one on Yenn. He stared at his card and looked at Jiwoon, he was wearing a poker face. Eyes staring straightly at his as he held out his cards waiting for him to pick. Yenn reached out his hand nervously deciding to choose one on Jiwoon's hand, one’s a joker and the other is A which is his card's pair.

Ashrac Looking down at the small white business card in my hand, I can't help wondering what I'm doing here. I've sunk so low even my best chess strategy won't save me. I glance up at "ODA" etched in white block letters on the glass door in front of me. Otherworld Dating Agency. Shrugging, I decide to go for broke. What the hell do I have to lose at this point? I open the door and shove it forward a little harder than I meant to. It slams against the far wall with a thud. A woman behind a large oak desk looks up and scowls. I grimace inside my head because I'm accustomed to that exact look from my mother when she's unhappy about something I've done. This won't go well.