A Reincarnated Carrier's Strategy For Another World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

For years, they lived under assumed names and were constantly hunted. Only in recent years did they finally walk away from that life for good and retire, living in seclusion. The USB drive contained all the information about my parents. I was planning to destroy it in one go. I couldn't even imagine the consequences if it ever got out! "I can trace the money back. There are a few terms I need to negotiate with the bank's person in charge, so get them here first." This time, I would never repeat the mistakes from my last lifetime. I would never save a dog that would betray me again.

Lyra's eyes snapped open to the dim glow of dawn seeping through the tent's rough canvas. Her body hummed with residual fire, the ghost of Torin's release still pulsing in her veins like an unwelcome intruder. She shifted on the hides, thighs sticky, and pressed her palm against her lower belly to quell the insistent throb. The air in the rogue camp carried the scent of damp earth and smoke from distant fires, but it did little to ground her. Malachi's presence loomed even in his absence, his earlier words echoing: Violet Wolf. Mine to wield.

“The night you took the company from me, you didn’t just take my empire. You took my role.” “What role?” He lifted a hand. The chamber walls lit up, dozens of ghostly images appearing at once. Variations of Olivia. Olivia in different clothes, different timelines, different expressions. Some alive. Some dying. Some screaming. “Your role,” Ethan said, “is to repeat. Reinvent. Reincarnate.” Olivia stared. “You don’t mean reincarnation as in rebirth,” she said. “You mean,” “Corporate reincarnation,” Ethan said. “Spiritual reincarnation. Strategic reincarnation. Every version of you dies. Every version of you rises. You don’t escape the empire. You become the empire. Forever.”

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

"They're not our ancestors anymore, Sloane. They're the Citadel’s Core. We didn't just build a heater; we built a Weaponized Soul." Vara emerged from the shadows, her obsidian eyes reflecting the new ultraviolet glow of the room. "The Harvester will return with the rest of the fleet," she signaled. "You have shown them that the 'Waste' can bite. They will not come back to harvest; they will come back to Incinerate." Kael looked at the tank, then at Sloane. He realized the "Reconstruction" was over. The "War of Entropy" had begun.

"Which means what?" "Which means we don't go with five people and a detonator that can't function outside the Null-Zone anyway." He turned the dead gauntlet over, checking the work with his hands rather than his eyes, the way experienced mechanics verified quality. "We go with Vorn's full transport capability, the six carriers as a resonance network, and a plan that accounts for the possibility that your aunt is going to try to use your existence to complete the convergence rather than prevent it." "She can't use me," Mia said. "Immune carriers disrupt the restructuring. They don't accelerate it."

This girl is made for running. Trevor: And we will make her run like hell. DIANA: Where to, Captain? Trevor: World 8 The ship completes its jump. The Chernov finds itself in E-M L4 of World 8. Trevor: According to Bob this world is always at war. DIANA: Yes sir Trevor: Why? DIANA: Two superpowers who don't want to stop fighting. Trevor: I get it now. There should be some groups who want to oppose this right?

But she will also be a carrier of one of the most recessive and rare gene in the world. She will not be like Hades,her brother. She will not be like her friends. Like others around her. She will be different. She will be unique. The circle of life and death in never ending. A loop of infinity. And she was just going to be the next thread in it. The next warrior. The next blood of light and darkness. She will be the reincarnation of death. But the even bigger question was, what will be the cost of it? Who will pay for it?

She closes her eyes for a moment, as she opens it and chooses the middle and core world of his game, whispering. “The book of DEATH REINCARNATE.” Hearing the pleasant title of the world that HE is somewhat been rooting for as it is the very world where He plans everything to spin and twist as the final battlefield. Worst as it is the primary word where HE imprisons the primary and primordial sins who defies HIM along with the first creation that rebels against HIM. HE could not help but giggle in pleasure and excitement as HE draws a final sinister smile at the very end and whispers.

But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. “You can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.” Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes. “What do you mean?” Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. “Tell me everything!” The truth about Lia’s reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasn’t just someone who reminded him of Lia. She was Lia, reborn by the grace of the Moon Goddess. This revelation only fueled Caleb’s need to confront Gonzalo and end the chaos once and for all.