Novel & Cerita Neon Genesis Evangelion 9

Asking too much about a patient's personal matters would cross a line. "Don't worry, Ms. Grant. The eighty percent figure came from our clinical trials. There have already been successful recoveries." Vivian nodded and agreed to the treatment. When she closed her eyes, a faint current passed through her body. She could still feel it. After a while, she fully quieted her mind and, following the guidance, began to recall the car accident. She remembered the car rolling down the cliff. A man had risked his life and jumped after her, holding her tightly and shielding her with his body.

We were now in the era of the Second Genesis, and the first cry of the new world was going to be ours. ​The Ninth Peak is entering the Deep Static, a realm where reality is as thin as a shadow and memories can kill. As Elara tracks the "Prime" signal, she discovers that Sarah-Prime isn't just building a successor—she’s rebuilding Elara’s father, the man whose death started the entire Ninth Core rebellion. But is it a reunion or a trap designed to test Elara's final humanity?

We descended through the rusted stairwells, our flashlights cutting pale beams through the dark. The deeper we went, the louder the hum became—a vibration under the metal, rhythmic, alive. At the lowest level, we found it. A chamber filled with glass pods, half cracked, half intact. The Genesis symbol—my symbol—still glowed faintly on the wall. Lena turned to me slowly. “You built this.” I couldn’t deny it. “This was the first relay. We used it to transmit neural data to the upper network. It’s how we reached the Source.”

“No trace. Their memory cores didn’t deconstruct. They were just… extracted.” Evryn narrowed her eyes. “Extracted by what?” Before he could answer, her comm link sparked to life again. 01-X’s voice returned, more urgent this time. “Evryn. We’ve traced the origin signal of the Genesis symbol. It’s… it’s deeper than the Root. There's an underground sector beneath even the project’s foundation. It’s not mapped.” Evryn’s voice was low. “How far down?” “Abyss Level-9.” Myles paled. “That’s impossible. Abyss Level-9 was sealed off after the first AI Rebellion. It was where the Prototype was developed—years before the Lux Project ever began.”

Nero said. Nico brought up a split view: the dungeon corridor on the left, a narrow hallway, and an emergency exit that connected to a service hall two floors above. Both videos were marked within the same five-minute window the night Connor died. Nero drew closer, his sharp gaze narrowing as he studied the images before him. “Start at minus ninety seconds,” he said, folding his arms. Nico clicked on the controls, rewinding the footage. It was the same one he had reviewed with Elena. He had watched it so many times that he knew it by heart now.

Bloodless air rose to fulfill them. subsequently, they reached the bottom. A large room stretched in front of them. Filled with computers. Screens. Technology from another age. And in the center. A glass case. Inside the case was a server. Glowing blue. "That's it." Mila breathed. "Project Genesis." They moved closer. Carefully. Watching for traps. Nothing happened. They reached the case. Looked inside. "How do we destroy it?" Celeste's brother asked. "Carefully." Mila said. "If we break the case wrong, it might trigger a backup."

--- A loud metallic click echoed through the chamber. The Memory Engine began turning faster. One brass cylinder slowly descended from the ceiling. It stopped directly above the Genesis ledger. A narrow beam of light illuminated a small brass plate. The engraving read: PATERNAL RECORDS --- Before anyone could move... Another voice echoed through the chamber. Not from the recorder. Not from the Engine. From the public address system. Calm. Female. Artificial. PRIMARY AUTHORIZATION ACCEPTED. MATERNAL LINE VERIFIED. PATERNAL RECORD AVAILABLE.

Elder Gabi defended. Daniel’s face darkened, under a lot of pressure. “And who is this woman you already picked?” he asked coldly. The elders exchanged glances. Then Elder Simon spoke. “Allow me to introduce to you the future Luna of this pack. Elena is the daughter of Alpha Victor. She is from a distance back on the northern borders. She is a strong pure blooded she wolf. She is powerful, elegant and worthy to stand beside you both as Luna.” My chest felt like it had been crushed.

“That’s my Luna. My mate. My everything.” Inside the estate, my phone buzzed. Unknown number. Another message. I almost ignored it. Almost deleted it without looking. But something made me check. A video file. No text. Just the attachment. I opened it. Watched. Felt my blood turn to ice. The video showed a facility. White walls. Medical equipment. And rows of people in glass chambers. Hundreds of them. All unconscious. All hooked to machines. The camera panned. Showed a placard. Project Genesis. Activation in 89 days.

charred but intact. I brushed off the ash, and there it wasa faint, and burned insignia. Alpha Draven’s wolf crest, stamped in silver. My stomach turned, “These were his supplies,” I whispered. “From the last trade meeting," I continued. Ellias nodded grimly. “And look at this, Alpha Aarhea,” He lifted a small dented metal device. “Detonator. Military-grade. The kind Alpha Draven’s warriors use for controlled demolitions,” he said.