Blade Reborn Novels & Stories

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:0f404184-c9f8-4789-9249-35fb63302b19-214" data-testid="conversation-turn-422" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> In the Age of Rebirth, the gods awaken one after another, and the Nine Realms are reshuffled.

It washed over him like a soothing balm, and he gripped onto the feeling with everything he had until Angel finally pulled away and turned to Reebah to ask, "Do you promise you'll return home if Layon wins?" Reebah looked to Chris, and the two of them looked at Angel as they nodded firmly. "I swear we will both come home if Layon wins," Reebah announced to Angel before she turned to Layon and added, "I promise".

“Where the fuck are they?” Joe shifted. “We must be close. The grass is still wet. The scent is strong.” “Then where? What the fuck is going on?” asked Caleb after returning to his skin. He paced the area, his gaze finally settling on the still water at the opposite end of the waterfall. “Are they under the water?” He froze, unable to move. “The rebirth involves the water,” said Joe. “That’s why he came here.” “Shit, you think they could be…” Brian was smart to shut his mouth.

His smile disappeared. “Then you’ll be buried with it.” The first shot rang out. Not from them but from Rowan. The bullet struck the stone pillar beside the masked leader, exploding fragments of rock into the air. Chaos erupted. The three men scattered immediately. “Move!” I barked. Henry dove behind one of the ancient tombs while Rowan fired again, forcing two of the attackers deeper into the chamber. The third one rushed toward me with a combat knife. He was too fast for an ordinary fighter.

"Aria, I swear... I didn't know." "You didn't want to know." I stopped a foot away from him. The pixelation was spreading. My left arm was almost entirely gone, replaced by a shimmering lattice of gold light. The cost of the Reboot was my physical existence. I was dying to rewrite the world, but I would not go alone. I looked over his shoulder at Serena. She was screaming, her skin peeling away in layers of gray code, revealing the hollow, mechanical frame beneath. She wasn't even a werewolf. She was a construct—a legal format draped in a stolen face.

Behind her, the thunder roared — the mansion lights flickering again. I jerked my arm free, my voice cracking. “Why show yourself now?” Her smile faded. “Because it’s almost time. Project Rebirth is active again. And when the final phase begins…” She leaned closer, her breath brushing against my ear. “…only one of us gets to survive.” Before I could react, she shoved me back. Hard. I hit the edge of the table and fell, the flashlight rolling away. The balcony doors swung open from the wind, sending papers flying.

She was the next queen of the Bright River kingdom, and Nicundhra was under her authority. “But this forest… is like a dead forest.” Argo took one step forward. He looked around the forest. His eyes narrowed warily, and his ears became very sensitive. After drinking the red orchid formula, Argo felt he would have more ability. Even when he was in human form. Argo heard some sounds. Animal roaring sound. But he couldn’t see anything. Argo looked at Queenie and Fewa. The two of them looked calm and didn’t give any reaction.

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

There was also the matter of the mate bond Damien was trying to form with Lily—once that was completed, I would be disposable. I couldn't let that happen before I did what I needed to do, so no matter how these people looked at me, or what they said, I had to follow Damien up north. "Does she feel like she is now a Luna because she sold her body to escape the bear pack? Pathetic." Their voices and words were growing increasingly louder, and they burnt embarrassment through my veins. I had to convince Damien to take me or I would lose everything. This was my only chance. A single step in the right direction ever since my rebirth.

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.