Novel & Cerita Jobless Reincarnation Ending

So today, Truman, who should have gone home, stayed behind in the office. And not long after today, Tinsley would get a large sum of money for the abortion, only to have it stolen by one of her mother's customers. She would end up giving birth to the baby. The gears of fate were still turning, which meant Truman would die by hanging. At this moment, I could almost hear the sound of his neck breaking in my ear, causing my teeth to ache. Truman, the newly graduated, somewhat silly student from the teachers' college. The moment I rushed into the school building, I saw someone I hadn't seen in ages—Tinsley. She was ahead of me.

Being in pain, getting sick, and unable to return to the skies? Gasp! "After every century, you'll be reborn with all your memories intact." "Your so-called lover is going to be reincarnated after every century with absolutely no memory of you. Both of you are going to meet and go through the same falling in love process all over again till he dies, and it will continue in this cycle unless you are able to break the curse." She said. I replied, "I... I... I accept." I was in love, and I didn't care anymore. I knew Eugene was my soulmate.

"No, you can't burn it! I'm telling you the truth; the curse has been plotted for too long. "It can't be lifted. If we mess with it, it will backfire on all of us, and we'll all die!" I plastered a smile on my face. "Since it can't be undone, we can find someone else to take the hit. Write down the name of the person who put you up to this."

Now, every sweet promise and every devoted gesture had become the sharpest form of mockery. The happiness I thought I had was nothing more than a carefully woven lie. And I was the most pathetic fool trapped inside it. I agreed to bind myself to the Reincarnation System and offered a condition in exchange—my reincarnation, in exchange for the end of Luna's. 'Luna, from this life onward, through every lifetime to come, we will never meet again.' … I leaned against the car window, silently watching the scenery rush past outside as I considered how I would leave this world.

My parents had always held me responsible for Andrea's death, and Steven's heart had always belonged to her. I was the outsider and the disposable one. Reborn, I made a silent oath: I would live for myself and sever all ties with them.

Lucinda didn’t sleep that night. Her hands shook violently as she paced her bedroom, whispering to herself. “It wasn’t supposed to go wrong… They were supposed to just scare her… Not— Not get caught— Not fail—” Her phone buzzed with an anonymous message: “The men you hired have been arrested. The girl survived.” Lucinda dropped her phone. Her breath came short and fast, panic crashing over her. No. No, this couldn’t be happening. If Mom found out she hired criminals— If Grandpa Thomas connected the dots—

However, Justin stopped her. At the airport, Justin took out a knife and stabbed Kelly more than 20 times. Kelly died on the spot. Justin stood in the crowd and laughed wildly. "I thought everything would start over again after my reincarnation. How did I end up like this?" He raised the shiny knife and stabbed it into his heart. Up to the moment of his death, someone heard him murmur, "I'll do it again. In my next life, I'll make the right choice. Julia, my dear daughter, don't you think so?"

You should leave right away! Tom saw the comment and grabbed her phone to reply to that comment. [Get lost! Mind your own damn business. Keep talking nonsense, and I'll block you! A bunch of broke idiots who can't stand seeing our family doing well!] In the surveillance footage, I watched Rex start packing up his tools. He was a veteran who could sense danger. "Mr. Williams, I'm done with this job. You can keep the money. This building is about to collapse!" He threw down the jackhammer and called to his workers to leave.

> [FINAL ROUND UNLOCKED: REWRITE OR DIE] > [PLAYERS: WILLA ROANE, CORVIN THORNE, SELECTED ALLIES] > [PRIZE: SYSTEM REBIRTH OR TOTAL ERASURE] The last words pulsed in time with the void’s tremors. Rebirth. Or nothing. The pen throbbed once more in my hand, the void answering with a matching shiver, as if the whole system took a breath on our cue instead of the other way around. “Nice, simple stakes,” Jax said weakly. “No pressure.” The Admin’s avatar flickered one last time, split halfway between its old, cold mask and something glitchier, less sure.

She stared at the Netherworld Judge, her voice tightening, "Impossible. My Master fell after the great war and should have entered reincarnation. Why is there not a single trace of him in the Book of Reincarnation?" The Netherworld Judge looked troubled, pondering for a moment before slowly speaking. His voice was low and solemn as he revealed the cruelest possibility: "Ms. Cromwell, the laws of reincarnation are eternal and unchanging. As long as a soul is intact or its essence remains, any living spirit that perishes will enter reincarnation, and its path will be recorded in the Book of Reincarnation. If you have searched the Book of Reincarnation and found no trace of this person, then th