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“Now then, I’ll be going back now, I’ll be seeing you more from now on.” Bathala suddenly vanished and leaving Cillian alone with a flustered face, he now just realizes the amount of fun he’ll be experiencing from now on. “I didn’t know that from having to go on a trip back to our old house that I’ll be able to have a special encounter that will forever change my life. I’ll start exploring and enjoy this new chapter of my life to the fullest!” Chapter one ends~ to be continued

She kept flicking her eyes through each page till a sentence caught her eyes. "The reincarnation of the first life force; Amanda" she read the sentence over and over again "what? For real? Does anybody else know?" She asked and closed the file, reclining back on her chair. "It all makes sense as to why Ansel made a file about him/her, my bet that it is a she. But how did he know about her? Does he see the fut.. oh he does see the future I guess" she said, remembering the book *"Aether World"* "Even if he does, it can't be so detailed now can it?" She brought out the paper she wrote down her questions and cancelled out the first 2 questions about the life force.

A life without Sage's interruptions, a life filled with family and friends' love, a life where you get to enjoy being a supernatural being, such a life is what I live! TBC.... This is supposedly the last chapter but it isn't so please watch out for the author's note that coming up shortly right after this chapter. Try to read it please. It's important for the continuation of this book.

But there was no way, the adults weren't around, and that Bodhisattva couldn't leave the eighteenth level of hell, so he was the only one who could receive this person. Carl held an umbrella with one hand and looked down at him, like he just remembered who the guy was. He didn't keep walking. Instead, he raised a hand—it was pale and nice-looking, kind of calm like its owner—"Give me the Book of Life and Death, I'm looking for someone." Netherworld Judge froze, his smiling face fell, and his eyes darted around. Then he thought for a moment and sighed, "Sir, you can't look at the Book of Life and Death if you're alive. Which soul are you looking for? I can check for you."

“Now, now, now. Do we have a deal?” Covers both of her ears as the book falls from her grip and opens unto the page where the missing image of the holder stands. She looks at it with tears in her eyes and pain deep inside her heart, as the image is slowly being drawn and her ground suddenly shakes pulling her down together with the book into the further unknown of the abyss. Tumbling her down into another void, but the same abyss, as the warning for the future rings with the same tone of the holder that changes everything. “Born in the same heavens, but not in a different world. You who only exist in this world, but not in the first, just what is your worth in this cycle of life and death?”

That even on the days I wanted to give up, the story—and the characters—kept pulling me back. Thank you for walking this journey with me. Thank you for laughing with them, crying with them, and believing in them even when the odds were stacked against them. There will be a sequel — The Life of Jeffrey and Annitore. If you want to see Annitore the monster who gave up her immortality for the man she loves, who later fell in love with the version of her that he created, and also how Jeffrey's powers are harnessed, please leave a comment and let me know. Your words mean everything to a first-time author like me.

The Life and Death Martial Path Ancestor did some calculations and told her that if she wanted to find Chase again, she would need to reincarnate as a member of the succubus race. He gave her the Book of Life and Death and told her to pass it on to Chase later, saying it would be crucial for him. Her reincarnation as a succubus happened in another universe. Lyana kept both her memories and her cultivation, though. She managed to use her abilities to keep herself safe. After coming out of the spatiotemporal path, she somehow ended up back in the present time, still confused about how it all happened. By sheer coincidence, she materialized in Dyson's military camp. This might also have been ar

In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

Liam I pulled out my bloodbound ledger, the one in which no one else existed. My theories on soul permanences. On immortality, not through technology, but spiritual recursion. I flipped to a blank space and wrote: Bliss is a cycle-born Each death : evolution. Soul anchor to body— not rebirth, but recursion. Third death = final awakening. A grin curled across my lips. I’d seen weapons. Monsters. Witches who drank blood from silver cups. But never— never—had I seen a soul defy the grave like this.