Jobless Reincarnation Zenith Novels & Stories

the reincarnation of my Father and Mother in the past. Even though you can't remember all of your past lives, I want you to unite. Because I can find out. You need each other, you love each other. " Kenzo and Khanza looked at each other. There was something that tickled the hearts of Khanza and Kenzo, when they locked eyes. Something warm, comfortable. "Even from the look in your eyes, I can see feelings of affection and love." Ksatria's sentence made Kenzo and Khanza gasp, then looked away. Kenzo cleared his throat, trying to neutralize the awkwardness, while Khanza waved her hot cheeks. Ksatria himself smiled softly at this sight.

Jackson-crow spoke. His golden eyes were no longer glowing; they were two hollow pits of Absolute Zero. He wasn't perched on a branch anymore; he was fading into the white-noise, his form becoming a series of grey vectors. "This isn't a funeral for a person. It’s a Funeral for the Prototype. The High Council has decided that the 'First Day' was a failure because it allowed for 'Too Much' energy. They are here to Restart the Server". In the center of the platform sat a coffin made of Solidified Starlight. Inside was not a corpse, but a Sphere of Pure Potential—the heart of the Zero Cycle. Standing over the coffin was the Architect.

Jezebel laugh. "You're dying soon, you're not even aware. The Terminator is not daft, being the queen of the underworld is not a piece of cake, she obviously knew about your games, so she planted a poison in you without your own knowledge. I recognize a poisoned person, your eyeballs changed from the original brown to complete black, RIP in advance" Zenith replied, and Jezebel's eyes widened. "What are you talking about!" "You're almost dead! B**ch!" Zenith snapped and removed an hairpin from her hair.

“But that’s not true. He was never killed. He was… recycled.” Ellie blinked. “Recycled? Like a soda can?” Voss’s lips twitched. “Some guardians are too important to destroy. So the gods forged a cycle. Every time the world neared collapse, the guardian would return. In flesh. In form. In fur.” She gestured toward the beast at Ellie’s side. “That’s him. Not a clone. Not an experiment. The reborn key. The only being strong enough to keep the Chimera locked in Tartarus.”

Finally, he looked up and added, "As for Casper… I'll talk to him later." "Chief Zenith—" The Gibson family member was shocked and looked at Zenith. After all, Zenith was a second-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator. Therefore, even though the other party was a Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple, there was no need for the head of the family to attend to the matter personally!

"All of that aside, how sure are you that this kid is planning to off himself?" "It's the stuff he's into. The fact that he's a level ten. That tells me he's heavy into Eastern philosophy and their way of doing things. If he's a disciple of Sun Tzu, then this kid lives by a different code. He won't live if he kills his own father, and he can't allow his father to live." "I say let him kill the fuck."

Alina said. Carver looked at her for a moment. Then she said something that Alina had not been prepared for despite everything she had already processed tonight. "The twenty thousand points your system has assigned to defeating Zaria," Carver said. "The Earth return. The original life restoration." She paused. "Those points don't just send you home." Alina's hands were flat on the table. "What do they do," she said.

I smiled as my mother didn’t let me die like that. They help me by fighting the other warriors who got in my way. I also fought some of them. When I am about to jump to the portal, I suddenly feel pain on my side. I look at it, and it was Cresia now smirking at me. I howl before jumping at the portal. All I remembered was that I was transformed into my human form before darkness swallowed me completely. The past (Past life of Savanah, also known as Azalea)

“Tony Russo was stabbed more than a dozen times by enemies while begging on the streets yesterday. He’s dead.” I glanced at the photo, unmoved. “And the old men?” “All accounts have been consolidated. The entire East Coast’s underground business is now under your control. Your new investments are also outperforming traditional operations.” I walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window and looked down at the sleepless city. In my previous life, I was trampled at the bottom. However, in this one, I stood at the very peak. I lowered my gaze to the ouroboros ring on my finger, then touched the iris birthmark at my collarbone.

The sun was well up over the treetops the next morning, leaving in its wake a flood of gold. But anything less like sunshine would be hard to find, as Sophia hurled herself from side to side in her bed, greatly beset with doubts. What's going on with Daniel? Why does he act so differently? That uncomfortable feeling of last night just wouldn't go away.