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Obviously, no one is going to help me beat this mythical creature. “Great. Now I’m dead” I whispered to myself How did this even happen? Few hours earlier… I woke up earlier than the usual. The sun was yet to rise and I estimate the time to be around 5 am in the morning. The first thing I did was to check on Liza. She was still sleeping soundly, so let us not disturb her. I planned on exploring the town today and attempt to sell the remaining of the glass pieces on my pocket. I do hope that they'll accept this so we can have enough money to buy supplies.

It might have hunted for food last night. The golden beam of light was starting to appear on the horizon. It was almost dawn and it made me enjoy my meal while watching the sunrise on the glass window. I was only able to finish half of the chicken, then I went to the window and opened the frames to let the sun rays come in. I shaded my eyes with my left hand as the sunbeam dazed in my direction. Only then I noticed that I was still wearing the rose pearl bracelet that the bookkeeper had given me. One of the beads disappeared gradually before my eyes. I took a closer look, and indeed there was already a space on the beads. The red thread was showing due to the disappearance of the one bead. “

he said. But later, when Meredith learned that I'd chosen to marry Landon, she blatantly mocked me. "I heard the zombies are so far gone that they're about to get kicked out of the Otherkin Alliance, Annabelle. They can't even feed themselves. Let's hope you don't starve to death before even getting pregnant! "Things are the opposite with the Whitefang pack. I heard they're so wealthy that they can afford to add precious herbs even when taking baths. Well, if you're willing to grovel at my feet and beg me, I'll consider giving you some of my leftovers."

In my past life, she was lazy and spoiled, and in this life, with Nathaniel supporting her, she'd never bother working either. Then, I handed my mother a stack of money. The moment Catherine saw how thick it was, jealousy flashed in her eyes, and her jaw tightened. Just then, there was a knock at the gate. On New Year's Eve, not a lot of people would show up here. Frowning, I whispered something to my mother and slipped into the woodshed to hide. Not long after, Nathaniel's voice thundered across the courtyard, wild and furious. "Bella, get out here. I know you're back!"

Before he could answer, I took my three children by the hand and walked out. Behind me, Jared was struggling against the guards holding him back. His voice grew louder and louder, shouting my name, but I ignored it. Pulling out my phone, I sent a message. [Thank you for inviting me. I’m sorry for ruining your competition.] The reply came instantly. [On the contrary. This incident gave us traffic and revenue. You’re the real queen of profit.] A huge transfer hit my account, followed by another message: [Your payment, and my gift. Nirvana is the perfect name. Congratulations on your rebirth. Can I attend your company’s launch event?]

I was confused hearing my mom go upstaris at an unusually fast pace, what's going on? "Shhh, shoosh child, you don't know, do you ?. Dawn's not Dawn anymore, she's a reincarnation of King Alwin, the rumored legend came true. She's was being held captive in the hospital since drugs were the only thing keeping her from rampaging, but she escaped she's lost all her memories of King Adam, but since she was our Alpha, they're afraid that as devoted members of Blood Stone we might try to help her, so we're all on watch in the orders of Alpha William. I am sorry Brooke, but your best friend is gone"That can't be true, it's not possible ...

It rained for three days straight. Some said she became part of the stars. Some said her spirit still watched over us. I didn’t speak, I didn’t eat and barely slept. Every part of me felt hollow, like my soul had been ripped in half. Because it had. Weeks passed, Peace returned. Veyrix was gone. The corrupted were scattered or healed. The spirits fled back into their world. The wolves called it The Era of the Dawnfang. Named after Freya. But I didn’t care about the stories.

The bond hummed—a deep, resonant cord of home. “I’m going back to the Obsidian Peak,” I said. “I’m going to sit on that balcony and I’m going to watch the sun rise every morning until the red in my eyes doesn't look like blood anymore.” The march home was a long, slow victory lap through a world that was being reborn.

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT EXCERPT: SWAHILI PIRATE FREQUENCY - "THE NORTHERN WIND"] DATE: Day 98 Post-Broadcast HOST: *"If you are listening to this beyond the Makuyuni pass, hear my words. The skies above Dodoma are quiet today. The New Dawn’s convoys have turned back toward the coast. The Lord Apex has drawn a line in the sand, and the North belongs to Patient Zero.

“Jessica, you’re our dawn. This peace—it’s not real. We’re real, our love is real. Hold on to us.” The hollowness pulsed, and the loom flared, weaving a vision of peace: a nexus without pain, her companions thriving, Jessica at rest, her mother’s arms around her. But it shifted, showing a price—her companions fading, their love dimming, the nexus a hollow shell. The first twist came: Liora wasn’t her mother—she was the fracture, every weaver’s wrath fused into a single, deceptive form, using Jessica’s heart to unravel the dawn. The glade trembled, and the tapestry tore, revealing a void beneath—Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Etern