In my world, there are only numbers.
My action is just to clear the numbers.
——Zero
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He still looked that way, aloof.
I was forced to raise my head and look at him.
His right hand held my heart, and the smile on his face was twisted with madness, while I tried not to cry out in pain.
Something cold fell on my face and slid into my mouth. It was salty. Was it his tears?
I don't know, I just know that those tears are definitely not mine.
Why, you ask?
Because I am zero, a heartless zero, a zero that is directly subordinate to number one.