History Repeats Itself As Farce の小説・ストーリー

“You experimented on reality?” “Reality is flexible.” “No,” Adrian snapped sharply. “Reality breaks.” Silence followed. Heavy silence. Then the old man sighed. “Yes,” he admitted softly. “Eventually it did.” Elaine’s pulse spiraled violently. “That’s why the timelines repeat.” The old man nodded once. “Each reset became less stable.” Another memory flashed violently. People screaming. Buildings collapsing. Blood is spreading across marble floors. Elaine grabbed her head sharply. “It’s getting worse.” Adrian immediately steadied her.

With that, he straightened up and strode away, laughing triumphantly as though he’d already won. I watched his retreating figure, unease settling in the pit of my stomach. So, he came back from the past too… But then a thought struck me, and I couldn’t help but smirk. If Jonas truly remembered everything, he’d probably destroy himself without me lifting a finger. Recalling the fortune I’d poured into supporting him in our last life, funding his failed business ventures, I shook my head with a wry smile. Let him try. This time, I had no intention of playing along.

Something they hadn’t done in centuries. Now we just had to hope that history didn’t repeat itself in other ways. That this would be an example of there being good things resulting from repetition. Because I’d already seen in one lifetime what Thea’s victory historically looked like. And that one had ended with all of our deaths.

I blinked, thinking it was a mistake, thinking it had to be, but the next photo loaded almost instantly. The next photo was recent. But it was the same angle, same posture with the previous one. The familiarity was impossible to ignore. It wasn’t staged, it wasn’t accidental, and it wasn’t a coincidence. My pulse jumped, my fingers shook as I gripped the phone, my thumb unconsciously zooming in, searching for something, anything that could prove it wrong. And then I saw a message attached to the photo. Three words under the latest image, perfectly placed: “History always repeats itself.”

Each of those endings ended the same way. A thousand lifetimes. A thousand betrayals. And now, once again, history had carved me into its cruel pattern. The history had repeated itself. I was cast aside. I had been forgotten. I had been replaced. My breath caught as the truth struck me. This pain wasn't new. This wasn't the first time. I was certain of it. I couldn't be wrong. I had been here before. I had lived. I had died. And now I live again.

How many times are we going to go over the same issue over and over again? “Having a human bride is a disaster. It’s reckless and it breeds disaster. Do we need to remind you of how the last…” she trailed off, not finishing her words. “Careful, Martha,” Lady Hattie cut in, leaning forward and trying to bring in a semblance of peace as always. “You speak as though history does nothing but repeat itself.” “History does repeat itself,” Martha snapped. “Especially when it’s as bloody as this. It would be unwise to test what could happen.”

Just like what happened in their future. “So, since this will be your last night, I am ready to hear your last words, Miss Nadia,” Reese whispered. “When I left you in the prison that time, you said nothing. But the expression on your face was unforgettable. You were so shocked to know that your friend stole everything from you. Pfft…” Harriet clenched her fists while listening. “We are repeating history, Nadia. So, don’t repent a lot. We are destined to be in this situation.”

she said I press my mouth in a thin line . "I don't want history to repeat itself" I mutter . She pinched the bridge of her nose . "Godddddd........its 21st century. ....live a little. ...there isn't gonna be a cold war ...and no ..the history does never repeats itself " "Well in my case it did " She huffs . "Cuppcake ..please listen to me for once " I get out the car and lean on the window

Johnny looked at him misunderstood and said, "What do you mean by this, Martin? I never understand what you mean that time repeats itself again." Martin said after taking himself calmly: I don't know how I forgot about this, but this time it's not the first time that he's been asked to look for someone from the royal family, but also it's the same person again when Adrian said to look for him I quickly remembered what happened before But I don't know how all people can forget this matter so easily. It was one of the biggest events that happened in the Lycan kingdom. There was also a girl who was being searched for with him, but the difference is that she was a girl from our world and not a h

And other than the fault of his left leg, he looked really healthy and fit for a man that old. "That demon inside you, it only comes out every hundred years which makes it impossible for this same occurrence to be happening now. Except there was a breach in the gates of abyss it would have been impossible it to resurface again." "So you are saying that this, whatever is happening to me has happened before and it is like history is repeating it self?"