Zerobaseone Ages Novels & Stories

he chuckled and continued what he is doing to her hair, "All my life I never celebrated my birthday. I even don't know it was my birthday for being focus too much in my business." "So, you don't know you're already that grey-headed?" Irish raised her eyebrow and get off in his top. "What the hell, love!" Basil glared at her. "Hahaha. What? You're already a grey-headed. How old are you now again? Wait..." She started counting in her mind. "It's 2025 now then if I'm not mistaken you're 1988. So, it means you are already thirty seven grey-headed!" Basil grimaced, "Don't judge my fucking age, love. I still can give you a lot of babies." he grinned.

Your wife's at home having a baby and you're out globetrotting. [Seriously, what was the excuse this time?] Jasper had replied underneath: [I told her a once-in-77-years planetary alignment opened a time portal and I got sucked through.] [Man, only you could come up with something like that. Aren't you worried she'll lose it?] [She's put up with it for three years. This time's no different. She'll be at home waiting for me like she always is.] Three years of patience and forgiveness, and all of it had become a running joke between him and his friends.

Veronica preferred the smaller logs from the vineyard prunings; they snapped and popped, sending sparks upward like brief stars against the dark chimney throat. They were both ninety now, give or take a few months that neither bothered to count precisely anymore. The calendar on the kitchen wall still turned pages, but the dates had lost their sharp edges. Birthdays were marked with quiet dinners, a bottle of the good red from the Douro that Sofia always brought, and a single candle that neither of them bothered to blow out because wishes felt redundant when so many had already come true.

Carol was stunned. Seamus had set his eyes on her own sister. But how could this work? “Forget it. I’m just letting you know. If you don’t want to reach Foundation Establishment, it’s fine! Ordinary people can live up to seventy or eighty, and that’s about it. Unfortunately, women start to show signs of aging after they reach thirty-five. That can’t be helped! Like our female peers who reached Foundation Establishment, they look nearly twenty years old despite being up to eighty years old. This is all fate!” Seamus said.

Machines I don't recognize. "No," I whisper. "Please. Don't do this." "Elena was the beginning," Rick says, ignoring my plea. He's looking at Elena now with clinical interest. "Subject Zero. The first successfully enhanced wolf. She's fifty-three years old. In wolf years, she should be declining. Weakening. But her healing factor has kept her in peak physical condition. Her cells regenerate at a remarkable rate. Barely any sign of aging."

Through the surveillance, I saw that he'd been completely frozen over like an ice sculpture, and I curled my lips in satisfaction. Charles died on the seventh day of the ice age, and everything was done and dusted. I stood up and brewed a pot of tea for myself, before turning on my computer and selecting one of the movies I'd downloaded beforehand. Then, I played it while savoring my tea, covered with a warm, cozy blanket. This was the life. One and a half years wasn't long, but it wasn't short, either. Because I'd prepared so thoroughly beforehand, it was the most comfortable period of my life.

Name: Damon Marcellus Basso, 352 years of age Occupation: Major general of 2nd infantry division, initiated into the army at 202 years of age. Family: Father (Marcellus Basso), deceased. Mother (Cordelia Basso), deceased. Sister (Kaylania Basso), deceased. No known extended family, spouse, or children

"I know... weird right... I'm like 27 and mom is 49 going to 50.. And you 're just what 24...?" "Ohh fuck you are kidding with me right......." Then there was a key at the door... Well... Here comes nothing...

"Janine made mistakes, but she’ll have a hard time after falling into Zain’s hands." She had seen Zain before—buzz cut, wicked smile, and a dangerous aura. He didn’t look like someone easy to deal with. "How old is he?" Caleb thought for a moment. "Five years younger than Janine. Should be around 22. I don’t remember his exact age—I never paid attention." Whitney remembered that Janine was the same age as her. That meant Zain was only 22! For a moment, she was at a loss for words.

“Yes, thank you.” When she left, I perused the form before me. His full name was Caleb Bassey. Age, he’s 21. I wondered why he had to work multiple jobs at 21 years old. He was about two years older than me. Gosh, I had been so rude to him. He was born in Lagos and his address was also within the city. His contact information was on the form but I did not think I would need those.