In this world, everyone starts with no memory and no recollection of their past life. In this world, you have nothing — even your limbs are rented, and you'll have to pay up every day. In this world, you must complete tasks assigned to you by the System or be fined and stripped of everything, including your arms and legs. In this world, you're under unrelenting supervision. But in dark corners hidden from the System's watchful eye, violence, brutality, and lawlessness abound. In this world, you're assigned a number. You're a volitional Nullform. Now it's up to you to adapt to this reality and try to survive without ending up crippled. Just don't mess up, or you'll be wishing you were dead as you dig yourself deeper into an endless pit of debt. This world will not take pity on you. You'll have to work tirelessly to earn the right to live another day… Read the first book in a new series from the author who brought you Clan Dominance: The Sleepless Ones. An author who helped create the cult LitRPG genre. An author who never ceases to amaze!
Nullform
Book One
a RealRPG series
by Dem Mikhailov
Magic Dome Books
in collaboration with 1C-Publishing
Nullform
Book 1
Copyright © Dem Mikhailov 2021
Cover Art © Sergei Kolesnikov 2021
English translation copyright © Mariah Astulfi 2021
Published by Magic Dome Books in collaboration with 1C-Publishing, 2021
All Rights Reserved
ISBN: 978-80-7619-235-5
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This book is entirely a work of fiction. Any correlation with real people or events is coincidental.
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Table of Contents:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
About the Author
Chapter 1
Operation log:
Hydration — complete.
Assembly — complete.
Resuscitation — complete.
“HEY! ELEVEN! Come on, wake up!” I heard an impatient, angry voice on my right.
The voice was a woman’s, and she was shouting right into my ear.
“Double ones! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”
I tried to move my lips, only managing to grind my teeth and croak out a few hoarse noises. This set of miserable actions and sounds coalesced into a barely-audible request:
“Don’t yell at me...”
“There’s no time for this, Eleven! None. Ugh, why did I agree to this? Get up! The alarm’s about to go off!”
“Alarm?” My mind felt sluggish, like I couldn’t catch up with what she was saying. Nothing made sense.
Almost nothing.
I was being ordered to stand up. She was calling me Eleven, which wasn’t my name.
Nothing but indifferent silence echoed in my head. My mind was desperately searching for the information I wanted, diving into the depths of my memory — I could even hear the splash of imaginary waves — but I found nothing below the surface. I wasn’t even surprised. Then it hit me. I realized the oceans of my memory were empty. No life to speak of, not even one little fish that could give me at least a shred of information about my past. All the wriggling life forms of my memory had been caught in a fine net and taken far away, so far that my mind had no chance of ever finding them.
“Come on, nullbie! Get up!”
“Come on, double ones! Get up, I’m begging you! They’ll punish me if you don’t!” I could hear fear in the woman’s voice. A feral, involuntary terror.
The fear in her voice made me feel so awful that I forgot the pain in my head, arm, and back. Shoving my body’s protests aside, I moved, groaning, and managed to roll onto my side. Only then did I realize I had been lying on my back. I spat. Something sticky rolled slowly down my cheek. As I tried to move my arms, a stabbing pain bad enough to make me scream out loud shot up my left arm.
I felt a twinge of panic as my eyelids twitched, but wouldn’t open.
“Hang on, I’ll get that...”