Gojo Back Alive Novels & Stories

Yet, as my senses gradually came into focus, an invisible weight settled over my chest. I blinked, trying to make sense of the world awakening before me. The scent of damp earth and the metallic tang of blood permeated the air, a haunting symphony of war. It took me a moment to register Leo's voice echoing in my mind, the familiar timbre cutting through the disorienting haze. "She's gone, Sergio. She performed the celestial rebirth which brought you back to life, but at the cost of hers. She truly loved you, bro."

There are many wounded and dead, but looking at those who are dead, even if they are from my pack, I can still feel this pleasure. “Death is just a step... A step I can bypass. Remember, I have the power to bring them back.” A strange voice reverberated in my mind, different from anything I had ever heard before. There was immense power in it, something that seemed to root deep in my soul. And somehow, I knew it was true. This voice, this power, really could bring people back. My eyes met Achilles’, who had also returned to human form. And I know he had heard the voice too. I don't know if the same sentence, but he knew whatever the voice had said was true. His eyes showed the same confusion

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

Des asked Joko very casually. "Hahaha interesting, I don't know how, but it's like a gamble. If we win, we can get strength, even women and power. But if we lose, we will really be destroyed without anything left," said Joko who looked more excited, even though his friends and family also his soldiers were already frightened. .... The explosion did not occur, all of the second wave of Borlal soldiers were safe and sound. When Al lost consciousness, Regera immediately appeared and caught the fallen Al. Due to Al's loss of consciousness, his barrier disappeared and made the damage in the forest disappear.

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.

Even after his second surgery, he lay unresponsive, leaving me to grapple with an ache that felt impossible to mend. I sat quietly, watching him. He looked so peaceful, as if he were only asleep. I reached for his hand, feeling the gentle warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips, and clutched it close. "Amory," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the stillness, "I finally understand why I was given a second chance at life… why I came back."

Dagon looked at me with disbelief before he let out a deafening roar and fell to the ground, dead. Finally, we managed to destroy him... I threw away his crushed heart and saw Rosa and Jaxon, who had shifted back into his human form, come to me with panic in their eyes. “Luna, are you alright?” Jaxon asked anxiously. “Ari, let me see your hand,” Rosa hurriedly checked my hand and healed it. I was in extreme pain that I couldn’t breathe when I saw Rosa sweating, getting pale, and trembling as she tried to heal my hand.

I survived their first attack but I couldn't defend well against all three of them. In no time, they kicked me and I fell. One of them raised his sword and made it descend. I closed my eyes as I thought this would be my last moment in the world. But I didn't feel that sword cut on my skin. I opened my eyes only to find out that the same man had a sword in his stomach. The sword was removed and I could see the man behind the sword. It was Jojo. With his sword, Jojo combated the remaining two men and he came out on top. He didn't kill the men but he made sure to injure them. They had to look after their injuries.

Perhaps he'd genuinely loved her. Blood gushed from Mable's lips as she opened her mouth to speak, but she stubbornly continued, "You're such a fool, Lester… I've never loved you in two lifetimes… You're nothing but a pawn in my revenge plan against Erica…" … From that day onward, I never saw either of them again. Two years later, I received a handwritten letter from Lester. "I'm sorry, Erica. If there's another life, I'll love you the way I should have."

My wolf paces but doesn't try to dissuade my triangle of thought. I was twenty-one. Blind for three years. I—I died, I think. Keith— I can't even bear to finish that one. The betrayal, the pain, the fire… all of it rushes back. I died. “Here, drink this,” my father says, handing me a glass of water. I take it from him, if only to give myself something to do. I’ve been sent back. Reborn. Could it be the Goddess left this as a gift for me?