Re Zero Clown Romane & Geschichten

I stopped and immediately prepared my bow and arrow. I looked at the bottom of the clock again and saw another 25 Minutes before the theme changed. I immediately walked towards the back of the snowman when I was stopped by what I saw. The shadow of that man was familiar, I remained where I was until I could see the face and body of the person who made that shadow. I immediately lowered my bow and arrow when I saw Zero. What is he doing here? "Moon ...." He called to me and stopped in front of me, I checked his appearance, what does it look like his clothes are different? it was the first time I saw him wearing anything other than the party back then.

I try finding landmarks that will indicate in which town or country I could be. Just something. We make our way to the thing that looked like a homemade throne. Kai then throws me to the floor, and I scrape my knees before falling face down on the ground. It was not possible for me to stop myself from falling because my hands were tied. “Fuck.” I whisper. Before making my way to my knees. I look up to see Zack. Anger starts to fill my eyes.

Coincidentally, the feet that Klaie used to step on Omeo face was the cheeks that suffered a lot of beating for today, and it was from a prodigal researcher, a human and a weird guy with a feet shaped like that of an animal. Omeo was the one to be unconscious once again after having to make almost al Sotiras and heroes faint to execute the plan. The retribution only for him had come so soon. The guy lips which was lowered and not smiling finally curled up as he slowly and coldly said under his breathe, "Welcome No. 000005 to our evolved monsters world, Researcher Omeo" Name: Klaie Ird Age: 1 000 years old Experimented No: 0000004

“Coco… I was wrong… I shouldn’t have played with fire… I deserve to die…” The sharp slapping sounds made my colleagues stop and turn back. They were confused and asked me, “Coco, do you know that man? He was just talking to you.” Without turning around, I replied in a soft voice, “No.”

Zero suddenly declares before I know it,his gun is pointed at Tony's forehead. I turn my head towards him,shocked. " I don't know what's your plan but it's not gonna work. I don't care how many people you have killed or what kind of a criminal you are. This girl will not be hurt,no matter what." Zero warns Tony, his finger on the trigger. He turns around and fires a shot towards Chloe.He then jumps inside the tub and catches Chloe's falling body. " Now,do what you do best. Get that asshole." Zero turns to me and winks. He then jumps out of the tub and lays Chloe on the floor.

I rebuilt the core. Countdown hit zero. I typed the last line. Black screen. The whole studio went dead quiet. Ten seconds. The main screen lit up. The judge's voice cut through—sharp, excited. "The winner is Clara Clermont!"

I stood there at the entrance of the venue carrying Zia, but not a sign of him. I’m seriously getting worried and ZG have been asking me about the clown every five minutes and I don’t know what to tell him. My mom didn’t give me and contact information for the clown, so I decided to call her. Her phone kept on ringing but she wasn’t picking up her phone. I then felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around the clown wearing a bright blue and yellow outfit with red hair and red nose was behind me. “Oh. You gave me a scared there. You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.” I said to him and he just clasped his hands together like he was asking for forgiveness.

“It seems you still haven't read the lines I just struck for you, Chloe.” Chloe looked down at the parchment, her breath catching. She had assumed the phrase about the gutter was a shot at my own low status. But as she studied the symmetry, she realized the truth. The 'gutter' wasn't me. It was Noah—the male she was fighting so hard to chain to her side, a male who had lied to both of us just to keep his safety.

His caramel skin was flawless and he looked like the vogue model with perfectly cut jawline rimmed with faint facial hair, high cheekbones, angular nose, perfectly sculpted black eyebrows, thick eyelashes which rimmed the beautiful yet bone chilling black eyes that seemed like the depths of the hell. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Zero." He announced and the five officers just watched with their breaths caught up, eyes wide like saucers with a single thought in their heads. THIS MAN IS ZERO?

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.