Zzz Corruption Novels & Stories

Segments of it glowed a faint, steady red: hazardous but intact. Another—purple line—offered a more direct path, but several sections flashed in rapid succession, the track symbols surrounded by jagged little error spikes. “Corrupted,” Jax said, tapping the purple line. “Bet you a week’s worth of loot. That’s where the worst bullshit lives.” “Corrupted usually means shortcuts and bugs,” I said slowly. “Good loot. Bad stability.” Three pairs of eyes turned to look at me. “What?” I said. “You’re not the only one who sunk too many hours into badly balanced games.”

Their eyes glowed red, and green fluid dripped from their mouths, melting the concrete beneath them. [Warning! 'Corrosion Zombie' (Horde) detected!] [Corrosion Zombie Objective: Protect BRC. Highly aggressive toward intruders. Weakness: 'Sour-Spicy Indomie' effect (Bima's recipe)!] "That’s our enemy!" Bima said, gripping the Indomie Global Recipe Book. "That acid!" Lia shrieked, seeing her boots smoking slightly from a small splash. "We can't just walk through this puddle!"

“What did you just say?” The guard swallowed with difficulty, his throat constricted by overwhelming fear. “F-forgive me, Sir... The CCTV footage from the forest’s alternative route... the original file suddenly suffered severe corruption right at the crucial hours when you were found.” Damien narrowed his eyes. His jaw tightened until the muscles in his cheeks twitched sharply. “Corrupted? The security headquarters’ archived files wouldn’t simply become corrupted without outside interference. Someone hacked into it or deliberately deleted it.”

People die within six months of getting corrupted as their body starts to give up and they develop weakness and diseases. Sometimes they kill themselves as well, no it is actually the mind that kills the body until they become a zombie. And once they are in a zombie-like state they are put down they are considered brain-dead at that state. And for Dawn to survive so long she must have great mind control. Amber grabbed her hand and was looking at her with worry while Dawn sighed, “I am sorry Amber, you came for me so far and I have to disappoint you.” “Actually no.” Ashley spoke with a smile as she came ahead and stood before Dawn, “you know I have heard that corruption can be healed, but for

I said. his head turned sharply toward me. “What?” “We’re doing this wrong.” because suddenly I saw it. not the damage. the pattern. the failsafe wasn’t random. It was targeting instability. and we were still stabilizing. “What if we let it collapse?” I said. The words landed heavy. because they sounded like surrender. they weren’t. “If the system resets” “It resets to baseline,” I continued. “before corruption.” Zayden’s eyes locked onto mine. Sharp. Focused.

His movements were not as controlled as before, and he was clicking quickly through the folders. Another set of demo files appeared. He opened one. I was convinced that it had worked, a second. Then the screen fluttered. Corrupted file. Unreadable data. My stomach dropped. “No,” I whispered. Garrick tried another. Same result. I reclined my chair, and stood up. “What is this?” “I don’t know,” he said, his voice tight. “Give me a second.” No, I replied, shaking my head. You said all was taken care of. You said there was nothing left.

I leaned on Cassandra due to my weakened state, feeling a little dizzy. “Gargle first,” Azaia said and helped me get up. She gave me a glass of water and I took it. I quickly followed her instruction before finally feeling a little better. Cassandra was quiet the whole time until I sat on the sofa while Azaia stared at me. “Are you okay?” Cassandra asked when I was now sitting comfortably. She wiped off the sweat on my forehead and neck before looking directly at me. I opened my mouth, “The food you served me was probably spoiled already. The smell… I thought it was rotten,” I said.

Lucas was just staring at him blankly until he made his way out. Zera entered the room and collected the ashes of the contract. “Shall I call on the next?” she asks, and Lucas just nodded, feeling sleepy. Zera went outside his office, carrying the ashes and disposed them in the huge Tree of Death in their lounge area. Domus Malum, or the “House of Evil” is nothing like a creepy place that most movies make as the devil’s nest. Lucas made it look like an ordinary office with minimalist designs, it has a wall of shelves for books, a nice lounge area for the guests and a huge piano beside the Tree of Death, where the contracts of their clients serve as the soil and the tree being fertilized by t

Before I could even react, Zane shifted in a super sonic speed and lunged at Eric’s jugular vein. The blood which splashed was no longer red, but of root beer shade now. As I watched Zane in his wolf form, his jaws kept pressing hard on the vein, while Eric’s eyes bulged out of his face. Eric was wriggling as the remaining life inside him was fading. Zane had detected the corruption trying to take over Eric’s body once again and he had snapped. This time, the situation would have totally been blown out of proportion. I watched the abominable scene and it was so heart wrenching that I felt like puking.

"Have you forgiven me now, my love? Did you like my peace offering? I missed you..." Rhounzi gasped from what she discovered. She didn't even notice that her phone fell on her hand which created a loud noise. Unbothered by her cracked phone screen, her eyes stared at the pictures of those women who went missing. With a shaky hand, she took her phone with a cracked screen and dialed his number again. Her grip on her phone created cuts on her palm because of how she was gripping it. The cracked and uneven parts of her phone screen and her phone hugged her palm neatly, resulting in a minimal flow of blood from her cuts to her phone. With blood flowing through her phone, Hazard's name was also c