Ft-bzero Instant

The string that held a name — forgotten. The buffer that cradled a password — emptied. The struct that carried a heartbeat — flattened into silence.

So go ahead — point your pointer to the place that hurts. Set the length to the size of the wound. And watch as the zeros move in, not to erase the past, but to unchain the future. ft-bzero

ft-bzero