Zero was just a normal man who thought this life was boring. Every day was a gray loop, a repetitive silence that made him feel like he was going to explode from the sheer weight of his negative thoughts. He wanted something—anything—to break the wall of his existence.
He was sitting in his apartment, staring at a cold cup of coffee, when the world decided to answer him.
Suddenly every screen in the room changed into one thing 30 man and woman and somone Say how much? How much possibility to interrupt us?0% we are 30 and he 0% chance thats funny he should not be problem why dont we call him zero then ?Call him whatever you want," a final, chilling voice said. "But KILL him
zero watched the whole thing and he doesn't know what is going on BOOM! The wall of the apartment shattered. Dust and debris flew everywhere as a massive bounty hunter stepped in, raising a hydraulic axe. Zero stood up slowly. He didn't look at the intruder. He reached for his white hoodie, slipping it on with calm precision. As his both hand entered the sleeve, it began to vibrate with a violent red frequency.
My hand... it's getting red, Zero thought. It was hot, searing his nerves. It felt heavy, like he was holding a mountain in his palm. But he wasn't afraid. Zero: my hands starting getting red it hot and heavy but what i feel that i want to try to punch him with that
The hunter start attack zero
zero attacks.....
Written by:
Red Z