Identidad Oculta の小説・ストーリー

I ask, completely confused. "The book. Hidden edges."

And when the afternoon came, she was determined to take the first step in seeking the hidden truth. “Then if you truly have good intentions towards me, why are you hiding your identities from me? Why do you wear masks every time you meet me? Am I not allowed to know you at all?” Ava asked, demanding her rights. The mysterious person smiled again. “It’s not that simple, miss, it’s not as straightforward as you think. It’s too complicated and could be disastrous if we operate openly. But I already told you that one day you will know who we are and what our interests are in this matter. Now, it’s better for you to continue eating!” the mysterious person reminded Ava to eat.

"Kettle~ Pfft." "What did you say, you ass?!" Kleaton shouted, picking up the unconscious - almost dead- man below him and throwing the body to the person beside Aiden. "Holy shit!" Hugo dodged, running to Keir and clinging on his back. "It was Aiden, you ho-hum petty person!" He punches the air as he yells. "Have some respect for the dead man, bro!" Aiden whistles, nudging the insensible man with his black boots nonchalantly.

she clipped That one word landed differently as Marco’s smile faded for a bit and Sofia saw it. “Ah! There it is, that look” she said softly. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Marco’s gaze hardened. “Don’t I?” she replied. She turned the tablet toward him and the file displayed a series of names. They were all old, powerful and influential names with one name highlighted. Lorenzo De Luca. Another was crossed out. Marked deceased. But underneath it was a second identity, hidden and buried. Marco’s jaw tightened and was the first real crack she had been waiting for.

Marcus hesitated. Then turned the screen toward them. A name Buried deep inside layers of data. Hidden behind false identities and encrypted signals. But still there. Everlyn felt her breath catch slightly. “No,” Jesse said under his breath. Liora’s expression shifted completely. “That’s not possible.” Marcus didn’t look away. “It is.” The name stayed on the screen. Clear now and Undeniable. Clara.

This spell will completely conceal my identity. I will not be recognisable to anyone who might track me down. If they saw me, they would not be able to recognise me, I would look different to them than my true image. I would not even be recognised as a wolf to other packs, unless they did the effort to pick up the faint scent I would have. My scent so faint it would barely be there, unless I was among Auntie Lil ad Uncle Garren, I would faintly smell like them. This would make me seem even lower than an Omega ranked wolf, but it was safe, and it would grant me my freedom in society where I would move among other packs and werewolves

He added, his words waking the others up. “He called them ‘his’ people. Does Hidden Cloak respond to him?” the commander could not help but wonder. The members of Hidden Cloak used to walk around with masks to hide their identities. That had continued until Zandor was destroyed and the North had betrayed them. Their identities became inconsequential after that. They abandoned their masks and revealed themselves, but those who had faced them from the time before Zandor was conquered remembered that the leader’s number was always absent.

"Damn! This is all too much to digest… what organization that created this Chaos Sequence… are they trying to be some kind of messiah?" "I'm pretty sure that they are not because if that was the case, then why would they be keeping it their identity anonymous? The technique is legally registered under a random user that has zero followers…nobody knows which organisation this user id belongs to." "I can't believe this… fuck this, i don't care… I'm gonna buy the technique right now. There is no way I'm letting this opportunity go! It's still available for purchase, right? Or was it a limited time deal?"

‎ ‎Aurora rubbed her temples. ‎ ‎“This is unbelievable.” ‎ ‎Adrian stepped closer to her. ‎ ‎“Are you okay?” ‎ ‎Aurora looked at him. ‎ ‎“Everything I believed about my life just changed.” ‎ ‎Adrian nodded gently. ‎ ‎“I understand.” ‎ ‎She looked at the photograph again. ‎ ‎“So my father hid my real identity for twenty-five years.” ‎ ‎Marcus spoke quietly. ‎ ‎“To keep you alive.” ‎ ‎Aurora’s chest tightened.