Novel & Cerita Restart

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The Source Code Dimension trembled. The sterile, glowing white numbers scrolling across the infinite floor began to violently stutter, bleeding a chaotic, messy crimson. The Prime Analyst’s perfect, symmetrical face twitched. "Error. Target is resisting the Factory Reset. This is impossible. Your base data contains no countermeasures against root-level formatting."

"...primitive." Ren sat in the metal chair. Leo stood behind him, his arms crossed. "Watch your back in there, brother." Ren put on the goggles. He felt the cold electrodes touch his temples. "Initialize," Ren commanded. Kara hit the Enter key. The generator hummed louder. The lights in the bunker flickered. Power surge. LOGIN SEQUENCE INITIATED. BYPASSING AUTHENTICATION. CONNECTION TYPE: HARDLINE (UNREGISTERED). WELCOME, USER [ERROR].

As to he wont be embarrased further Gabrielle did not know that his system was having a mwntal breakdown and was full of doubts already, but he did not care even if he knows as he slowly but neither fast and too slow, he raises his hand and click the 'Ok Buy' and 'Confirm' that followed after the first words into the air that was hanging Ding! Succesful Purchased! Starting Revive Process..10...20..35...65..100 Successful Operation! Succesful Revive!

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

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Well how can I, when we are not in the best of terms with each other and honestly, I am not in the mood for either an argument or his hurtful words. I sigh when I start feeling bored. A ping sound has me jumping in surprising. I mentally roll my eyes for my slow thinking, I should have remembered that I had my phone with. Taking out my phone from my clutch bag, I see a new message. Take a look at row 4 from the center front, under chair 5. Something waits for you. All answers you were looking for. ~ S~ Sighing, I rise to my feet and follow the instructions. Not that I have much of a choice.

Ramos was pissed when he heard that she cancelled, everything was arranged in a rush and now she cancelled, it only mean all these stress will be gone through again just because of her. "This is completely messed up, I can't work with lackadaisical people like this" Ramos lamented, he was visibly stressed. Then an idea popped into my head. "I know this is out of it but can Nova pair up with me?" Judge me all you want, I'm selfish, yes I am but I just have to do this. There is no losing NL, not again. I know what I did was wrong and stupid but I am so sorry and wish she could forgive me. Let's continue the story from where we left.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

I am in heaven when my phone chimes. It's a text from Mo. Mo : *Do not G****e Nate. I'm begging you, don't do it until I'm at your apartment tonight* Well, guess what? Like any other kids with super high curiosity, I do what exactly I am told not to. What the .... ****