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CHAPTER 13: The First Real Loss
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2026-09-23 22:56:11
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REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 106: The Warning
POV: PHINAThe voice on the radio did not sound like an enemy. It sounded like someone who had already lost.The raw, frantic plea echoed off the cold steel consoles of the command room, dying into a low, hollow hiss of static. “Do not trust the ones who offer protection.”Marcus’s hands flew across the frequency scrambler, trying to lock onto the carrier wave, but the signal had already collapsed into the vast, freezing noise of the storm."Trace it," Alex ordered, stepping up beside the comms desk, his voice hard with immediate tactical urgency. "Can you get a line of sight on that broadcast?""It’s gone," Marcus replied, shaking his head as the waveform flattened on the screen. "The signal was too weak, heavily bounced through old civilian repeater towers to the northeast. It was a directional burst, broadcast on a low-power emergency frequency, and it cut off at the source. There’s no way to pin a location, and there’s no way to reply."I stood motionless beside the table, staring
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 105: The Second Token
POV: ALEXFinding one token inside our walls was a message. Finding another outside them was a trail.The snow on the eastern ridge was deep and untouched, save for the narrow, deliberate path cut by Marcus’s scout team hours before. Sub-zero wind howled through the skeletal branches of the pine trees, whipping cold frost across my face as I dropped to one knee beside the snow-covered boulder.Two of my best marksmen, Miller’s former squadmates, stood thirty paces out in the treeline, their rifles raised, covering the tree line in silent, overlapping fields of fire.I pulled off my tactical glove, hovering my bare hand an inch over the bare patch of granite where the second silver token had been recovered. The rock face had been swept completely clear of snow, a clean, precise circle carved out of the drift. The metal token was gone, resting safely in the wool wrap inside my tactical harness, but the faint impression of its stylized six-pointed star was still visible in the light fros
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 104: The Pull
POV: PHINAMy ability had always answered when I reached for it. Tonight, it reached first.The silver lotus lay warm against the palm of my hand, its faint, iridescent glow pulsing in time with a slow, invisible rhythm. It felt like a subtle thread tied to the center of my chest, tugging gently toward the frozen darkness beyond my sealed window.It wasn't a voice. It wasn't a message or a vision. It was a pure, unmistakable awareness, a silent resonance humming through the air, as if something operating on the exact same impossible frequency had just moved within range of Highland Crest Manor.I pulled my hand back, letting the pendant drop beneath my heavy collar. My skin still tingled where the metal had rested.In my first life, I had never experienced anything like this. I had treated my rebirth and the spatial storage tied to the lotus as a tool, an unfair advantage to hoard supplies, outmaneuver corporate vultures like Eleanor, and shield myself from the cold. But the recording
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 103: Not The Only One
POV: PHINAI had spent months believing my rebirth and my ability made me alone in the world. The recording proved I was wrong.“She is not the only one. Locate the others.”The words echoed inside my mind long after Marcus wiped the encrypted cylinder, rendering the titanium beacon into a dead block of silicon. The cold, quiet room was silent now, save for the low, rhythmic hum of the auxiliary server rack.I stood staring at the blank diagnostic screen. In my first life, I died in the white hell of the Great Freeze thinking my suffering was isolated, a tragedy born of Harrison’s betrayal, Vera’s malice, and a world torn apart by an unyielding winter. When I woke up months before the collapse, granted a second chance and an anomalous spatial storage, I assumed I was a singular glitch in the universe. An architect given a solitary advantage to rewrite her fate.I was wrong.Were there others who had opened their eyes in the past, carrying memories of a world that hadn't happened yet?
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 102: The Recording
POV: ALEXThe device should have been destroyed in the fight. Instead, it kept listening.The small matte-black cylinder sat in the center of the metal briefing table inside the subterranean comms room, its tiny red LED pulsing like a slow, artificial heartbeat. It was scuffed and smeared with dried mud from the lower drainage junction, but the casing was reinforced with military-grade titanium. It hadn't just survived the hand-to-hand fight in the dark, it had actively digitized every sound, every breath, and every frequency emitted within fifty yards of the assassin.Marcus plugged the unit into an isolated diagnostic tablet, bypassing the primary network to prevent any accidental signal leakage."The audio buffer is encrypted with an adaptive rolling cipher," Marcus said quietly, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the green waveform expanding across the tablet screen. "I'm running a local decryption pass now. Giving us playback over the internal speaker."Phina stood near the corner of th
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 101: After The Smoke
POV: PHINAThe attackers were gone, but the manor no longer felt like a fortress. It felt like a place that had already been marked.Gray dawn broke over the high ridge, casting a cold, pale light across the devastation of Highland Crest Manor. The howling blizzard had finally settled into a slow, rhythmic fall of heavy snow, dusting the pulverized stone of the eastern wall like ash over a grave. Smoke still drifted lazy and black from the blackened ceiling of the north service corridor, carrying the acrid stench of burnt insulation and chemical fire deep into the living quarters.One of our security guards was dead. Three more lay in the sub-basement medical bay under Edwin’s frantic care, their blood staining the emergency surgical cots.Alex spent the first hours of daylight down with the medical team, his face streaked with soot and dried blood, helping carry heavy equipment and securing the lower bulkheads. I left him to his work and walked the compromised perimeter accompanied b
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