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is strange but...I have to act as naturally as I can. After arriving at the platform, I walked to the middle of the pond and closed my eyes while thinking, ' How did I arrive here? was anyone responsible for this? This...this seems like my 2nd chance at life but...but if I am in someone else's body, that means that the previous owner of this body died...but I am still here and everyone is acting naturally. Strange...if that boy with blue hair was waking me up, then it means that the previous owner of this body just died while sitting and commotion didn't occur since he was..sleeping. This...this feels like murder... poison? or something else? this world is magical so i don't much about it.

I say, taking a step backwards. "Rory," She calls, and I flinch. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry." I nod, walking out, steadying my breathes as I walk to the Living Room, see everyone sitted. "To break the curse fully, we need Alexandru, Lily and Rafe ofcourse, in a circle, holding eachother. We'll need the blood of the people you love the most, not to be Harry Potter-ish, but Love is the way to break this, the Ancestors casted the spell out of pure hatred, and with Love, we'll reverse it, actually, erase it."

“And we have magical reinforcements, many of which will be on their way here shortly. Witches with skills in healing and warding. They will help secure this location.” “That’s good. Look,” Rohan ran his hand through his hair. “We found two… zombies,” he didn’t like using the word. “Wandering around the houses. These ones were more… like people. We secured them. You said that you have a cure?” “Me,” Harry said with a smile. “I believe I am the cure.” “Thank you, Harry,” Talen said with a slight nod of his head. “The vampire blood of my line is a cure for this disease, and Harry is one of my children.”

My neck was still attached to my head. My hands dropped from my neck to the bed, and I was shocked at how soft it was under my hand. The bed I've gotten familiar with after my reincarnation was a hard one. My eyes went to the bed and then the unfamiliar room. My face squeezed into a frown as I tried to remember how I got here. Then it all came rushing back to me, everything that happened after Azalea sent me back to my room. How I was accused by Piper of stealing Alpha Lothar's golden ring and how I found out that Alpha king Lothar was my second chance mate.

I looked up at him, my mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and confusion. For so long, I’d questioned Atlas’ sincerity, unable to fully trust him. But now, something shifted inside me, a sudden clarity breaking through the fog of doubt. The memories surged back—a cycle of death and reincarnation, a desperate struggle to survive and overcome the tragedy that bound us together. Soon, I remembered why I could truly trust him. Both Atlas and I died. We got reincarnated and we needed to stay alive and get past of this tragedy now. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry from the heat and exhaustion. Nodding, I reached for his hand, feeling the solid warmth of his grip.

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."

I leaned closer, my voice steady and unyielding. “They’d captured werewolves—strong ones, feral ones—and they were breeding with them after casting a spell of compliance on them. Their offspring were hybrids, Eleanor. Witches with the strength of wolves, born with power no pureblood wolf could match.” The revelation hit her like a blow. She recoiled, shaking her head as if she could will the words away. “You’re lying,” she spat, her voice trembling. “You’re making this up to justify yourself—to make me hate them.”

Hence, it was, and we always had, a worthy, just, and powerful King. —However, this spell had its consequences; when the first heir found his MUSE (what for werewolves is a MATE). Due to that spell, her soul would also reincarnate to see him, for decades no matter how these two souls were reborn, they always met; it is a beautiful love story,— said my mother looking my father in the eyes.

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.

“See you at the homeroom, elite class adviser and headmistress of the hunter clan, Haruna.” Building their identity that they change and shift with almost a hundred names from the past one thousand years. To this age and time as the prominent ones are reincarnated and the 7th loop of this world has finally begun. He as her master who took the identity of the holder by which his ability is in line with its alchemy. She to be his doll and creator to whom successfully stolen the identity of the original and planted the bomb unto the untended sacrifice of a soul by which is Alliah. He surely runs his perfect plan as everything is set within his grasp to revive him and to have the life the Shrine