INICIAR SESIÓNLandon rose to his feet and walked to the door. Standing upright with his back to Aria and Jeffrey, he swept his piercing gaze across the room. His presence was restrained, yet overwhelmingly oppressive. Anyone who dared to approach would instinctively be driven back by his aura. He was creating an absolutely secure space for Jeffrey and Aria—a place where Jeffrey could face the memories of his past life without fear or distraction.Jeffrey suddenly felt a gentle warmth spread across the back of his hand. It traveled up his arm and through every part of his body. The dull ache and pressure throbbing in his head eased almost immediately.But in the next second, the warmth surged straight to the top of his skull. His entire body stiffened, and his pupils contracted sharply. Instinctively, he tried to pull his hand away, but Aria held it tightly. "Don't move, Jeffrey. Relax and don't resist. Otherwise, it won't work," Aria said calmly. In the next second, Jeffrey felt as though hi
Jeffrey took several steps forward and stood between the sentry and Aria. He first turned to Aria, his gaze gentle as he carefully studied his younger sister. Warmth filled his expression, carrying the natural closeness of family. After that, he turned to the sentry in charge of verification. His tone was steady, firm, and confident, leaving no room for doubt. "She's my sister, Aria. She came to visit me."After speaking, Jeffrey looked toward Landon, who stood beside Aria. He observed him with a measured gaze. Landon remained tall and composed, his presence calm and refined. Even in front of a commanding soldier like Jeffrey, he showed no trace of unease. Beneath Landon's calm expression lay an unwavering steadiness. His demeanor was refined and distant, yet it softened whenever he looked at Aria. There was unmistakable protectiveness in his eyes. Jeffrey understood their relationship immediately. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he turned back to the sentry. He explained
At the mention of Landon, a flicker of caution flashed through Percy's eyes. From the memories he had regained in this life, he knew Landon had always remained by Aria's side. Landon wielded considerable power and was utterly devoted to her. With him around her, there was little to worry about.Since Percy's memories had awakened, his judgment of people had become even sharper than before. He looked at Landon standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze darkening slightly.In the end, Percy suppressed his unease. He looked at Aria and gave a firm nod. His thin lips parted as he spoke in a determined voice. "Alright. I'll do as you say. I'll wait for your news at the firm. Take care of yourself. If there's even the slightest danger, contact me immediately. No matter when or where, I'll be there as fast as I can."Percy's eyes were filled with protectiveness and concern as he looked at her. After a thousand years of protecting her, it had become second nature to him. Even if he c
When Aria's fingertips brushed against Percy's clothing, both of them paused slightly. A quiet warmth rose in their hearts at the same time. This familiar feeling, one that had crossed countless reincarnations, was already etched into their very bones. No words were needed. They simply understood what the other was thinking.Percy lowered his gaze to her. His fingers gently traced the back of her hand as he felt the warmth of her palm against his. His eyes carried the same indulgent care they always had, just like on Mount Hollowlight, where he had always been her safest refuge.Percy didn't rush her and simply waited. Since Aria had awakened his memories, he knew there must still be more she needed to tell him about their sect and their people. Now that they had finally reunited after a thousand years, they would face every storm ahead together.After a moment, Aria finally steadied herself. Her voice rose from tears into clarity and resolve, yet it never fully lost its softness or
Aria's heart leaped into her throat. The gentle aura around her vanished, replaced by a surge of worry.She shot up from her seat and rushed over to the couch. As she moved, the hem of her clothes brushed against the armrest, stirring a faint breeze. Leaning forward quickly, she reached out with trembling fingertips toward Percy's wrist. Her cool fingers lightly touched his pulse, feeling the warmth of his skin. She applied just enough pressure to check his condition. His pulse was steady, strong, and unhurried. It resembled the calm rhythm of someone in a deep sleep, far steadier than it had been when he was under stress. Only then did Aria calm down. She let out a deep breath, withdrew her hand, and straightened up as she looked down at Percy lying on the couch. She knew he had heard everything she said. He was in the process of recovering his memories. The sharp and rational gaze he usually carried was hidden behind his closed eyes, softening his entire presence. He looked
Percy wanted to push back, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything at all. All he could do was stare at her with a blank mind while the rational worldview he had spent decades constructing cracked wide open. The only thought he had was how everything Aria had just told him could be possible. Things like past lives, reincarnation, and memories locked inside a soul were against every scientific principle he knew, every rule the real world operated by. In the framework he'd built his entire life around, none of this was possible. He'd handled more cases than he could count. He'd also met every kind of person imaginable and listened to things that would make most people's heads spin—but never had anyone said something this far removed from reality. This was the stuff of fantasy novels, and it belonged in people's imaginations. How could any of it be real? How could it be happening to him? Nobody in their right mind would accept something like this. He was Percy Carver, the
Torven said to Sawyer, "You've moved Wyatt somewhere else in secret, and that's pretty smart of you. But it won't change anything. "Oh, and I want the original USB drive. If it's a backup, you won't ever get to see your daughter again." His voice had been altered to prevent any problems if Sawye
Huck felt his heart sink. He wasn't an idiot, and he knew how things worked. That was exactly why his eyes widened as he stared at Aria. "W-Who the hell are you?" "Mr. Maddox, you know me pretty well, don't you? I'm just someone from that village in Grindham." Aria held up some papers. "Unless you
Aria watched Sam and Betty walk away. After that, she told Sawyer and Kelsier, "I need you both to take these cases of cash to the exchange and buy those two stocks. "We'll create some buzz. It'll then push the fence-sitters to finally make a move." Kelsier nodded. "Like you said before, I've al
Meanwhile, Aria showed up at the amusement park. After wandering around for ages, she finally spotted Sam and Betty's backs in the distance. She then headed over to them. When she was just a few steps away, Sam sniffed the air and suddenly spun around. "Boss, I could tell that you were heading ove







