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61. The Fall
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Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 62. Escape From Home
I struggled for a moment, my body tense and ready to fight, until I realized it was Erwin and Jason who had grabbed me. "Stay quiet," Erwin whispered urgently. "Are you alright?" "What are you doing here?" I asked, still trying to process everything that had just happened. "I was sent here by Damien when I was told the CCTV went out in your house," Jason answered quickly. "Hop on my back and let's go." Downstairs, chaos erupted. "AHH! MASTER SPENCER!!" someone screamed from the hallway. "SOMEONE CALL THE DOCTOR!!!" "IT WAS JACK!!!" Debbie's voice rang out, filled with feigned hysteria. "JACK PUSHED DADDY DOWN THE STAIRS!!! QUICK!!! SOMEONE HELP!!!!" Erwin shoved a packed duffel bag into Jason's hands and pushed us toward the open balcony doors. "I'll make this look like nothing! Just get out of here now, young master." I barely had time to react before Jason's firm grip pulled me forward. "Climb on," he whispered urgently. Without hesitation, I climbed onto his back. Moving sw
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-25Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 63. Blood Sport
{TW: Illegal fights, violence} "Where is he?!" A disheveled older man burst into the room, his maid still in the process of pulling his shirt up his arm. "I'm here, Viscount," Damien said calmly, sipping his tea. After stepping off the plane following an eight-hour flight to the Netherlands, we had been driven straight to a castle—by what Damien casually mentioned were Royal guards. Apparently, we'd come unannounced. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that we were even in a castle. Who the fuck owned this place? "Your Highness, what brings you to such a humble place?" the Viscount asked, adjusting his glasses as he tried to smooth out his frazzled appearance. "My apologies for summoning you at such an early hour," Damien said smoothly. "This is just the area I know my friends and I will have the best time without any interference. But the accommodations aren't quite up to standard around here. And I'd hate for them to spend the night in such a lowly place. So, I
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-26Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 64. Full Throttle
“I feel really bad since you may want to hit the hay more than anything right now," Jason started, licking his lips as his eyes wandered out the windshield, rocking his head from side to side. "I actually have an appointment, and I'm running late. Do you mind tagging along with me? It won't be long, I promise." "An appointment?" I blinked. I hadn't really been able to relax since we got back from the arena yesterday. Sure, I had the morning to myself, but Jason had decided he couldn't wait and wanted to take me for a drive around the city all day. It had been activity after activity, and now he wanted to drag me somewhere else? "For what?" I asked. "It's important, and I'd probably get my butt kicked by Jared's people if I'm any later than now," he shrugged, his fingers drumming anxiously on the wheel. I sighed, nodding. "Sure, you're already doing so much to help me out, so I don't mind." "It won't be long, I promise," Jason assured, checking to make sure I had my seatbelt on be
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-26Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 65. The Salamander
{TW: Illegal street racing} The sound of the megaphone shrieking an alarm set everyone off. I screamed at the top of my lungs as Jason's foot slammed on the gas pedal, and just like everyone else beside and ahead of us, we took off. The screeching of tires on pavement and the cheers from the crowd echoed in my ears as racers flew down the lot and up the ramp that led to a tunnel. Being set in the back gave us a bit of space between our ride and the other drivers, who steered clear of the car with flames painted along the sides. Jason flipped a switch on his steering wheel, and I felt the car jump slightly as it surged forward, speeding past four drivers in the same row. I flinched, my bottom falling back onto the seat as I snapped my head toward him with wide, alarmed eyes. "The hell was that?" I demanded, hugging myself and trying to shrink into the seat, suddenly wishing I had the safety of the backseat away from all of this chaos. "It's just a little extra kick to get started,"
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-27Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 66. Opening Up
"Dronningens fødselsdag?" I asked, skepticism thick in my voice after last night's chaos. I'd have been fine if Jason had just let me out of the car before the race, but no, he had to add all that extra drama. "Is it illegal?" "No. It's the birth of Queen Mary. No way you can miss this. It's the poor people's day to party," Damien pleaded. "Is she being born now?" I asked sarcastically. "Come on, Jack, everyone is going as well, we'll just go a little earlier," Damien said. "Fine, whatever," I conceded. Damien had promised me it would be more relaxed today. What could go so terribly wrong at a festival? Nothing illegal going on there, right? According to Damien, every year the beautiful and illustrious village held a festival to honor the queen's birthday. It was a time when children traveled throughout the village with their parents, exploring the hundreds of stands filled with food, toys, snacks, and more. This year wasn't any different. The festival would start at noon, and th
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-27Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 67. Casino
{TW: Illegal Gambling} "Remind me how you guys convinced me to come again?" I asked as we neared the imposing double-door entrance of the underground casino. Jared, striding ahead, casually tossed a small white pouch in his hand, the weight of it making a soft thudding sound against his palm. The pungent smell of expensive cologne and cigar smoke hit me like a wall, making me scrunch my nose in distaste. Things had been going so well at the festival, but we were interrupted by Jared and Jason, who had other plans. Damien was pissed about it, of course. "I heard this is the best underground gambling den in the village. Prize pools up to three hundred million," Jared replied nonchalantly, his voice filled with excitement. "Ah, yes," I muttered, eyes scanning the chandelier overhead as if I could escape the situation by glaring at the opulent surroundings. "But we've never gambled in this high-profile of a setting. I don't understand why we aren't just pickpocketing." "First time f
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-28Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 68. Arbitration
The morning after wasn't any easier. The remnants of last night's chaos still clung to me—the adrenaline, the tension, the absurdity of everything that had happened. But no matter how much I wanted to stretch out this little vacation, I knew I couldn't avoid the inevitable any longer. It was time to face my dad. Time to finally bring the mission to an end. Damien, still sprawled out on the couch, groaned as he noticed me gathering my things. "It hasn't been a week yet," he whined, looking up at me with an exaggerated pout. "Damien, I've already called my mom," I said, stuffing my clothes into my bag. "I'm heading home today. The purpose of coming here has been served. I'm all relaxed and loose." Plus, there were only a little more than twenty-four hours before my dad woke up. Jason, who had been silently watching from the doorway, smirked. "I can check if you're really loose or not," he teased. I shot him a look, crossing my arms. "You want one last big job before we go, don't y
최신 업데이트 : 2025-03-28Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 69. House of Cards
The room was thick with tension. The arbitrator cleared his throat and began, "If there's no objection and no more proof to be shown, we will take a short—" "No! I have more proof!" Debbie suddenly shrieked, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. She dug into her pocket and yanked out a ring, holding it high for everyone to see. "Jack's ring! I found it on the stairs, right at the spot where he pushed Dad down! How do you explain this?!" "Yes, that ring!" One of Debbie's witnesses, Wendy, rolled her eyes dramatically. "That was definitely the one he was wearing that day! It's that tacky one!" So she was the one who called my ring tacky in the hallway. I studied the ring in Debbie's hand, and at first glance, it did look like mine. But there were subtle differences, ones that made it obvious it was a fake. "I don't think that's my ring," I said plainly, raising my hand to reveal my actual ring, still in perfect condition. "I'd never lose Dad's class ring." "LIAR!!" Debb
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Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 119. 1 Year Later
Dating Damien hadn't exactly been easy. At first, Jared went full petty sabotage mode—planting fake pictures in my bag, giving Damien's number out to random strangers, doing anything he could to wedge something between us. But after about two weeks, he got bored, or maybe just tired of seeing it wasn't working, and backed off. Now he was too busy working with his mom at HUG and trying to keep Cormac from laundering too much money through McIntyre. Thankfully, we'd reached a point where we could all hang out again without drama... well, except for Jared and Damien's usual bitch-fest back and forth. Meanwhile, Jason had flown back to Italy with his dad after a tearful goodbye with my mom. He was finally starting the whole "heir to Ferrari" thing now that his dad had apparently given up on chasing women. After he left, I made a quiet visit to his mother's memorial. I apologized to her for everything and promised I'd never let Jason get hurt again. It was all I could offer. On the bus
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 118. The Love Interest
I looked around the bright space, blinking through the haze of gold and white. The floor didn't feel real beneath my feet—it was too soft, too quiet. The kind of silence that wraps around you like cotton, comforting and terrifying all at once. "What the hell is this?" I muttered, spinning as the door behind me clicked shut. "So you're back," a woman's voice echoed across the space. I turned, and there she stood—a figure that looked more divine than human. Her presence glowed with a radiant gold that shimmered like sunlight caught in glass. Her hair flowed like liquid fire, and her eyes were endless, filled with stars. No wings, no halo—yet she was the most godlike thing I had ever seen. "Looks like you've accomplished your goal of getting revenge on Elijah Roth," she said, her voice calm and echoing like it came from inside my own head. "How was it? Are you satisfied?" I exhaled slowly. "Yeah... thanks to you, System." But even as I said it, the words felt hollow. Like I'd said t
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 117. The Illusion
The fire started spreading faster than I expected. The gasoline-soaked couch lit up with a fury, the flames crackling and leaping like they'd been starved too long and finally given their feast. Eli's face twisted when he realized what I'd done—pure disbelief smeared with rage. "Until the end..." he muttered, eyes flaring. "Fuck, alright. Let's end this fucked-up relationship. You prepared so much, I'm fucking cornered." "Shut the fuck up," I said, raising my fists again. The room was already growing hot, but we ignored the fire swallowing everything around us. We clashed like animals, swinging, grappling, gasping—two beasts caged in a burning tomb. His body slammed into mine and we hit the ground hard. Eli climbed on top, hands around my neck, squeezing with everything he had. I choked, vision dimming at the edges—but my hand found the broomstick nearby. I grabbed it and broke it clean across his head. Before he could reel back, I jabbed a jagged end right into his open eye. "Fu
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 116. Ashes To Ashes
{TW: violence} Eli jumped to his feet, his face twisted with desperation and rage as he lunged forward again. "FUCK!!! YOU'RE DOING ALL THIS BECAUSE OF ONE LITTLE BOUNTY ON YOUR HEAD?! JUST BECAUSE I CALLED YOU A FAG?!!!" He swung wildly, fists flying in every direction. He was panicking. Even still, one of his punches landed hard on my cheek. "FINE THEN!!! I APOLOGIZE!!! JUST LET THIS SHIT GO NOW!" Eli snapped. I kicked his knee, making him stumble. "I'M BEING FUCKING SINCERE!!!" he yelled, breathless, spit flying from his mouth as the fight devolved into something brutal and ugly. Then, with a sharp upper swing, I felt something slice from my cheek to my forehead—blood immediately clouded one of my eyes. I staggered back, vision blurry. Another blow slammed into my face. Then another. My ribs caught a few good hits before I dropped to a knee, trying to gather myself, focus. "What's wrong, Jack?" Eli sneered, looming over me. "After all that effort you put into living like a
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 115. Full Circle
{TW: Violence} The entire passenger side of the car was crushed, and all the airbags on my side had deployed. It felt like I had been tossed violently against something soft yet hard at the same time. I let out the breath I'd been holding and kicked my door open, staggering out of the wreckage. A few gags followed, but fortunately, I hadn't eaten anything all day, so nothing came up. Holy shit, I almost killed myself! I made a mental note—never again. I wasn't cut out for driving in situations like this. I glanced into the backseat. Eli was knocked out cold, blood dripping from his forehead where he'd slammed into the window. Too bad for him, he was still breathing. I wasn't done with him yet. I pried open the passenger door and dragged him out by the back of his shirt, pulling him into the forest. The eerie darkness around me gave me the jitters, but I ignored it. I had bigger things to focus on right now. "Stupid asshole," I muttered, dragging him further. "I fucking got you. F
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 114. The Hunt Begins
A week had passed, and no one had found Declan's body. Things were moving fast, and without speaking to my dad first, I took the initiative and bought everything related to McIntyre Corporations. It was a massive undertaking. We had to fire the entire board and replace them with our own people. The financial webs were deep, tracing money from offshore accounts, and the intel I'd gathered? It was a goldmine of blackmail material, exposing nearly every business owner, politician, and high-ranking official in the city. My dad didn't hesitate for a second. He immediately used this treasure trove to his advantage. He worked quickly, killing the news of Declan Sr.'s disappearance so that no one outside our circle would know what happened. My mom, of course, was confused. The official story was that Declan had fled to avoid the scandal, but I later realized something: My dad hadn't lied to her—he just didn't want to ruin her newfound peace. She had taken a liking to Jason, and Dad didn't wa
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 113. Caught
I couldn't get the system's words out of my head. "You'll soon be too preoccupied to think about it." What the hell did that mean? What could possibly take my mind off the weight of what I'd done in my past life—of Gianna, of Jason, of everything unraveling? [Mission Accomplished! You will receive secret intel!] I froze. That... that would do it. What the actual fuck was going on? I hadn't even made a move toward atonement yet, and the mission was already marked as complete? How? Why? My phone buzzed, Jason's name lighting up the screen. It was nearly 2 a.m. A part of me didn't want to answer—I was exhausted from the party and from... well, everything. But I picked up. "Hello—" "Jack?" Jason's voice was breathless, panicked, and definitely crying. "I—I need you... to come over! I need you to come over now!" He was gasping like he couldn't breathe. "What's up? Is it your dad?" "No! No! No, no—" "Tell me what happened!" I snapped, heart racing. "No! I—I can't actually say—"
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 112. Guilty Conscience
{TW: Suicide attempt} The memory came back like a bullet to the skull—sudden, searing, and impossible to ignore. I was seventeen. A parking garage bathed in that awful yellow-white light, nearly abandoned except for the low hum of flickering fluorescent tubes above me. The scent of oil and cold concrete filled the air. My footsteps were quiet, deliberate, echoing through the still space as I closed in on her. Gianna Lionetti. A cloth gripped tightly in my hand, soaked in chloroform. She didn't even have time to scream. I grabbed her from behind, pressing the cloth to her mouth and nose with a vice grip. She fought hard. Nails like razors dug into my wrist, her limbs thrashing with the kind of panic only people on the edge of death can summon. It took a full minute and a half—ninety long seconds of struggle—before her body finally sagged, unconscious in my arms. I eased her down like a sleepwalker, like she was fragile glass. Then, almost robotically, I opened the passenger door,
Rebirth: What’s Left Of Me 111. Surprise Party
I sat stiffly on the edge of the velvet couch, hands clenched loosely in my lap as camera flashes exploded from every angle. The drawing room was filled to the brim with reporters—some with cameras, some already holding up mics with eager hands, all of them watching me like a hawk about to strike. This was actually kind of terrifying. The last time I'd been in front of this many cameras was... well, it wasn't exactly a shining moment. I was being perp-walked in my last life, paraded in handcuffs while people shouted for my head. The bright lights, the judgmental stares—it all felt a little too familiar. A woman in the front row leaned forward, mic close. "How did you manage to get such incredible scores?" I blinked at her. "Studying like a normal person. It's not like there was much else to do besides that and work." Click. Click. Flash. "Your first appearance on TV left people with a bad impression of you. What do you think about that?" another reporter asked. I rolled my eyes
