2nd Life Ranker Manga Novels & Stories

Hundreds of pack members held their breath, waiting for the sacred moment. Everything was exactly as it had been in my past life. But I knew the truth. This honor was a mask for a lifetime of lies. I had died once before. Murdered on a cold winter night by the very boy I had raised as my own son. The feeling of my bones snapping, my soul tearing from my body… the memory was still raw. Now, the Moon Goddess has given me a second chance. I was back, just before my official mating ceremony with Aiden.

He coldly nodded at the Chieftain, who commenced the bloodline ascertainment ritual. When the results came in, gasps rippled through the crowd. The cub had four fathers! Three of them were young, strong lions, and the fourth was the future leader of the fox clan! I almost laughed, impressed by how much Arya loved him. In the past life, she'd given up everything for him, breaking her marriage and getting banished from the family. And even when she hated and schemed to kill me, she'd never once turned her anger on him, the root of it all.

A red light flashed at the base. "The results are processing," I announced to the Council. I turned the screen toward the Elders. "Look at the sequencing. If there were a second life, we would see a dual-helix overlay. Richard’s markers would be there, mixed with hers." "And?" Edward asked. "70%." Richard’s hand found my shoulder. His grip was like iron. He was holding his breath. "80%." "Wait!" Bianca screamed. She looked at Richard. "Richard, if you let him do this, you’re killing your own blood! Think of the child! Think of the heir!"

I couldn't help but wonder if she'd slipped something bad into it. This time around, I didn't dare touch it. I slid the jar back to her. "You can have it." After watching her finish it, I went back to my bedroom and dabbed some moisturizer on my face to test my suspicion. In no time, dark spots bloomed across my skin, in the exact same places as the ones on Mirabelle's face. As I expected, things hadn't changed even though I was given a second chance at life. I recalled how, in my previous life, the more skincare I used, the more spots and wrinkles I developed, as if I had aged 20 years overnight.

Yet now, though his complexion was still a bit pale, a new vitality shone through his features. His voice was firm and clear, bearing no resemblance to a dying man's. Guests began whispering among themselves, wondering if Charlie had truly recovered. Some even speculated whether I truly possessed a healing energy capable of saving my spouse's life. Adrian was struck dumb. He muttered to himself, "Impossible… This isn't true… Shouldn't he have died long ago?" In his past life, he had indeed heard the news of Charlie's death. After all, among the younger generation, Charlie had always been the most outstanding.

I crossed the final item off my list. "Write a letter to myself." In it, I wrote about the places I'd seen, the flavors I'd tasted, and the happiness I'd found during this brief month of freedom. I told my future self that if there really was another life waiting beyond this one, I wanted to come back as a seagull, free to fly wherever the wind carried me. On the last day of my life, the weather was unusually beautiful. The setting sun turned the ocean into a sheet of brilliant gold, so beautiful it looked unreal.

Each beat faded, as if someone were slowly lowering the volume. Then everything I had lived through here rushed past in shattered, glittering fragments. Twenty-one years in the Great Wayland Dynasty. I had been reborn into this body before I could even form words. I had four targets. The System had laid out the rules with brutal clarity: earn Absolute Affection from any one of them, and the version of me in my original world would be cured of the terminal illness waiting there like a sealed door. Four chosen men, brilliant and untouchable, upheld the nation. Every one of them came to hate me to the bone because of the heroine. This was not the kind of hatred that sought explanations or apolo

In Rank 2, Melany Gremore In Rank 3, Raka Helmarc In Rank 4, Neo Helcorpse In Rank 5, Ban L Avareza In Rank 6, Seik Tempest In Rank 7, Lemin Shielder In Rank 8, Raymond Callope In Rank 9, Kiri Luna Luxuria In Rank 10, Iris Burnfield In Rank 11, Franz Genon In Rank 12, Edge Rozark These are the current standings. Students who have not gotten their rank status updated please step forward. And I would like to congratulate Kiri and Lemin for your promotion. Kiri, Rank 12 to Rank 9 and Lemin, Rank 9 to Rank 7.

They'd also showed the rank of the players and the counts of the kill they have done. Akane and Himari were in the second place, both tied to the number of people killed, [11] and Mizu was at the bottom of the ranks. With the record of zero and skills: none. She has no record data at all. "Seems we have a lucky one entered our players. Very lucky." the host interestingly stated.

Among them appeared a solitary B-rank. This immediately injected a massive wave of confidence into Chloe. "I told you so! The further back we go, the better they get." By this point, however, absolutely no one believed her garbage anymore. The expressions of the entire crowd shifted; instead of looking forward to witnessing high-tier beastmen, they looked as though they were watching a complete farce. This pattern continued until all twenty eggs had completely hatched. Not only was there not a single glimpse of an A-rank beastman, but aside from that lone B-rank and ten C-ranks, the remaining few didn't even possess an official rank.