Records Of Ragnarok Eve นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If I let my emotions get the best of me and make a wrong decision, I could destroy everything. "She connected the servers and tried to access some keys to the sensitive files. Those files had all the evidence of Rikkard's plans to go to the Arctic and mine Frosterium. I had half the keys stored in this system. I locked her out briefly and accessed my stolen servers, but she pulled the plug, and everything went offline. I want to kill her so bad! I was so close! So fucking close to getting to that bitch!"

Dear Readers, I wanted to notify you that my pen name has been changed to Briar Rose. I also wanted to apologise to each and every one of you for the lack of updates on my end. I should have apologised to you earlier but I didn't and should have at least left an explanation, but now I am back and I am so sorry for the delay. I will be writing more often and can expect to finish this book soon and hopefully move on to better projects. I would be so honoured to interact with all of you on there! 🖤✨

The data servers of the Council were not as complicated as most people thought if you know what names to whisper and what passwords to revive. I typed one now, E.L.47A, LANNISTER, RESTRICTED. The terminal accepted the login without a sound. I’d used this access countless times during the Shadowborn War, when secrets and survival were synonymous. Tonight, it felt different, it felt like grave digging. The Redwood district archives opened with a quiet chime. I began to search. The first thing I noticed was how clean the records were. Too clean. Every pack registry file followed the same pattern, birth logs, school transfers, medical reports, employment data, citizenship renewal. The sort of mu