LOGINAfter dying nine times at the hands of her cursed husband, Elowen jumps through a mystical portal into the modern world to break the loop—only to find that her killer is now her doctor, and the demon between them is hungrier than ever.
View MoreChapter 50 The Two DoctorsThe air inside the manor was stagnant, smelling of old paper and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. The room looked exactly like my childhood bedroom—the yellowed wallpaper, the cracked ceiling, even the small wooden horse on the nightstand.But it was a lie. This room was a memory trap.I looked at the young man sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked barely twenty. His face was soft, his eyes a warm, chocolate brown without a trace of the charcoal fire that lived in the man standing behind me. He looked kind. He looked like the version of Julian I might have loved if our world hadn't ended a thousand years ago."Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling."I’m the Julian you remember," the boy said, holding out the glass of water. "The one who promised he would never hurt you. The one who told you the Scythe wasn't a curse, but a gift."I looked back at the current Julian. He looked haggard. His jaw was tight, and he was staring at his younger self
Chapter 49: The Two DoctorsThe air inside the manor was stagnant, smelling of old paper and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. The room looked exactly like my childhood bedroom—the yellowed wallpaper, the cracked ceiling, even the small wooden horse on the nightstand.But it was a lie. This room was a memory trap.I looked at the young man sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked barely twenty. His face was soft, his eyes a warm, chocolate brown without a trace of the charcoal fire that lived in the man standing behind me. He looked kind. He looked like the version of Julian I might have loved if our world hadn't ended a thousand years ago."Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling."I’m the Julian you remember," the boy said, holding out the glass of water. "The one who promised he would never hurt you. The one who told you the Scythe wasn't a curse, but a gift."I looked back at the current Julian. He looked haggard. His jaw was tight, and he was staring at his younger self
Chapter 48: The Whispering FogThe island didn't just change—it bled.As the emerald portal closed, the bright beach of Life Zero vanished. We weren't standing on white sand anymore. We were standing in the middle of a dense, suffocating fog that smelled of wet earth and ancient incense. The ocean was gone, replaced by the sound of invisible water dripping somewhere in the dark."Julian?" I whispered. My voice didn't travel; it felt like the fog was swallowing the sound."I’m here."His hand found mine in the grey gloom. His skin was cold, and for the first time, the silver marks on his arm weren't glowing. They were dark, like charcoal lines etched into his flesh. Without the sun, his "Shield" was dormant."Where are we?" I asked, squinting through the mist."This is the true Life Zero," Julian rasped. "The beach was just the lobby. This is the Source—the place where the first soul was split. It’s a pocket of time that never moves."A shape began to form in the fog. It wasn't
Chapter 47: The Void’s TitheThe beach of Life Zero was silent, but the silence was a lie.Julian stood at the edge of the surf, his boots sinking into the white coral sand. In his right hand, he gripped the white-hot Scythe—Elowen’s anchor. The weapon was still warm, vibrating with the frantic rhythm of her heartbeat, but the woman who owned it was gone.The emerald portal had vanished, leaving nothing but a faint, scorched scent of ozone and lilies in the air."Elowen!" Julian’s roar tore through the jungle, but only the mechanical hum of the island answered him.He slammed the Scythe into the sand. He didn't have his Shield anymore—the silver marks on his skin were dull, grey embers. He was just a man, a doctor, a soldier with no one left to save."She’s not coming back, Valerius."Julian spun around. Silas stood ten feet away, leaning against a twisted palm tree. He looked ancient again, his skin like yellowed parchment, his eyes clouded with cataracts. He wasn't a god here
Chapter 40: The White DevilThe jungle of Life Zero didn't breathe; it pulsed. Every leaf was a deep, translucent emerald, vibrating with a frequency that made the black thorn scar on my wrist throb in a rhythmic, agonizing tempo.Julian walked five paces ahead of me. He was a silver ghost in the
Chapter 22: The Echo of the DukeThe creature in the doorway didn't have a face. It was a shifting mass of bronze gears and jagged glass, held together by a flickering white light that made the shadows in the basement scream. Every time a gear turned, the sound of a thousand ticking clocks filled
Chapter 21: The Cold PhysicianThe safe house was a windowless basement apartment beneath a defunct laundromat. The air was thick with the scent of industrial soap and damp concrete, a far cry from the luxury of Julian’s penthouse. Here, the neon lights of the 2026 skyline couldn't reach us. We we
Chapter Seven: The Clinical FractureThe hospital room was too quiet. Outside, the city of 2026 was humming with traffic, but inside these white walls, time had stopped. Julian still had his hand on my throat, his thumb tracing the vein that throbbed with my terror."I should call security," he whi






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