AAndniz

(AN: Give my novel a try until ch12 please!)
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[Novel synopsis];

In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarok, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess.

Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a coded sigil etched behind her head shaped like an angelic wing and a spear. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. Hers? A spear-born sigil capable of shattering mechs and bending digital space.

When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear users fight beside her: Jax, the brilliant strategist; Saya, the deadly calm blade; Kai, a hawk-gear user with a fire-forged past; Dante, the powerhouse with unmatched resilience; Juno, the data genius cloaked in mischief; and the Leader, a figure shrouded in mystery who knows more about April’s past than he lets on.

As April navigates brutal missions and high school halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarok’s true purpose. But none are more telling than her growing connection with Astra, a lone Gear user with platinum hair and a piercing gaze. Astra has the power, the knowledge, and a burning desire for vengeance. April needs her—but Astra isn’t so easily convinced to join a cause she doesn’t trust.

The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarok’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon.

And it just found one.

Ultima's Bite!

The cafeteria was still buzzing with laughter and whispers long after Tessa stormed out. April, unfazed, finished her meal at a leisurely pace. She could feel people sneaking glances at her, some amused, others impressed, and a few just downright confused.

She wasn't surprised. Most of them still refused to believe she was really blind and deaf. But after today? She had a feeling the rumors would only get wilder.

"That," Michelangelo said, grinning, "was legendary."

April didn't bother looking up. "What do you want?"

Michelangelo rested his chin on his hand.

"Oh, nothing much. Just admiring a master at work."

April stabbed a piece of food with her fork.

"If you're expecting me to be grateful for the attention, don't hold your breath."

"Ouch," he said, placing a hand over his heart. "You wound me, April."

She rolled her eyes. "Go bother someone else."

Michelangelo chuckled but didn't move.

Other students were still watching them, and April could already tell what they were thinking.

Why is he still talking to her?

Is he actually interested?

Is she some kind of freak?

April didn't care. She had bigger problems to deal with than high school gossip.

Michelangelo leaned forward. "You know, you just made an enemy for life, right?"

"And you ended it. Beautifully, I might add." He tilted his head. "But don't think for a second that Tessa's gonna take this loss quietly."

"I'd be disappointed if she did," April said.

Michelangelo laughed. "I think I like you."

He grinned, clearly enjoying himself.

"Alright, alright. I'll leave you alone—for now. But just so you know..." He stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder. "You're officially on Tessa's hit list now. Hope you're ready for round two."

April barely acknowledged him. "She can try."

Michelangelo smirked. "I really like you."

And with that, he walked off, leaving April alone again.

Highschool was already annoying before.

Now it's just getting worse.

Chapter 43: Silent Victories