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[Nothing To Everything] Zero
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In a place that doesn't exist - yet touches the edge of all reality - a boy is born from nothingness. He has no name, no soul, and no purpose. That boy becomes Zero.
Taken in by strangers in a secluded village detached from the known world, Zero lives quietly, mimicking those around him, learning how to be "human." But his existence is not ordinary - he is a being never meant to cross into this world, and the barrier between realms has cracked because of him.
As Zero grows older, he begins to hear the pull of the other world - the one he came from - whispering in shadows, echoing in silence. Strange events unravel around him, and his presence alone begins to distort the natural order.
In a world where emotions shape existence, where truth hides behind fragile smiles, and where the boundary between two realities is fading, Zero must discover who - or what - he really is.
But some doors, once opened, can never be closed.
🌌 A tale of identity, duality, and quiet salvation.
For the boy born without a soul...
Can you still be human, if the world refuses to see you as one?
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