Last Memories Botw Novels & Stories

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

It was a **Wolf**. But it was wrong. Its fur was a sterile, bleached white, and its eyes weren't yellow or brown. They were the cold, flickering blue of a **Computer Screen**. It moved with a jittery, unnatural speed, its paws leaving trails of "Grey Static" in the dirt. "A 'Legacy-Bot'," Silas whispered, standing up and reaching for his blades. "The System is trying to 'Auto-Fill' the empty Alpha slot with a 'Default-Setting'."

Still, I managed to remember a voice telling me, "my queen, Moriah of Armaloth, my wife" “Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum” "Armaloth," I yelled suddenly. My dad nodded his head, smiling at the same time. And his body began to slowly move away. I looked him in the eye, begging him not to leave me. My tears were shed without me knowing how it happened. "Everything will be fine, you can do it." I managed to hear his words for the last time. Just as I smiled at him for the last time, too.

Easy as that. For people with a cute face, Thyme was the type that looks calm and mature compared to the children at their age. ‘I accept.’ Thyme seemed satisfied with the answer. They gave him a sign to move to a table far from their friends, then leaned over as they sat down at the table they were aiming at. ‘I heard that the people from Morozov city really value data, don't they? It would really help me if I had someone like you as my right hand.’ Thyme rested their head on their hands propped up on the table, smiling faintly. Their hand played their drink with a bamboo straw, then took a sip of their hazelnut tea. ‘There's someone I want to find if you don't mind?’

If he wanted to tell me, it would be up to him. Leaving the market, which was under a large canopy, with stone slabs used as tables, we started searching for the nonplaying character whom we could obtain a teleporting stone from. Currently, the only way to get to previous levels is if we traveled on foot. It wasn’t bad, but it would help us when we got further and needed to return to a previous level. After walking a bit, we finally found an older man that that couldn’t be taller than three feet. His name was Alemes, and he was a Dwarf Wizard. He was standing under an umbrella, looking worried and dehydrated.

I took the tablet from the nightstand and dove into the latest episode of my favorite series. Walter was glued to his phone, fingers flying as he texted away, probably chatting with someone. Out of nowhere, a message alert flashed on the tablet. Curious, I tapped it. Oops. It seemed Walter's messenger was still logged in. [Walter, you're the best at picking out treats. It's been ages since I've had pastries this good.] [The place was packed. You really went out of your way.] Walter shot me a quick look, still typing like a man on a mission.

“Wait… are you saying…?” “Yes,” I interrupted, my voice sharp, almost desperate. “My parents weren’t just some random couple. They were part of the Nightshade legacy. And now… I’m the last of them.” I shook my head, my mind racing. “I was never supposed to know. They erased my memory, Aiden. They wiped it clean so I wouldn’t remember any of this. But now… now I know. I’m the last one left, and Malachai knows it.”

He averted his gaze from mine and said in a low voice, "Melody, she's counting down the days to her death, and she just wants me to keep her company. I knew you wouldn't agree, so…" His voice was becoming softer and softer, but every word seemed to pierce my heart like a knife made of ice. "I hope you'll still bond with me after I've walked the last leg of her journey of life with her. Therefore you… you just need to forget me temporarily. When I get back, everything will be the same as it always was." I finally understood. This was his newly developed "Memory Lock Potion". It could temporarily cut off our link with our wolves and block our memories.

Fearing the Reed Walker Twins might have run into trouble with the pack escorts, I answered instantly. The voice coming through the slate was laced with sharp impatience and a raw, youthful edge, sounding like a wild pup from the border tribes. "Hey, how old is this damaged memory slate from the VTN ROOM records?" It was Byte 7, the mysterious rogue hacker I had hired to extract the hidden files. "Decades old," I rasped low, my eyes darting down the quiet corridor to ensure no Walker pack guards were eavesdropping. "Is your mind-link having trouble restoring the memory strands?"

He probably wants to talk to my brother alone — not that I mind, honestly. I retracted my bow and started to head back into our house so I could head for the kitchen. Even though I was merely playing stupid by using my bow, I was still a little thirsty from standing for long hours under the sun. My body doesn’t have the same stamina as it did while I was fighting in the apocalypse. Verphegor did warn me that I could only bring my memories with me, so what was I really expecting?