Life Reversal Manga Novels & Stories

"Fine. I'll go back with you. I hope this gift of yours is worth it." Charles caught the corner of my sleeve, his eyes clouded with worry and confusion. I held his hand, gave it a gentle pat, and told him with one look that I was fine. The way we moved in quiet harmony only stoked the jealousy burning in Gary's bloodshot eyes. He had no right to question it, so he lowered his head in pain. I returned to the country with him. Secretly, I switched on a livestream and descended into the basement. There, I looked at Lucy, her face bearing scars identical to mine, and felt nothing but mockery. Even with new scars, the old ones did not vanish, just like how the harm she had done would never disapp

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.

Guilt filled hers, turning into tears that rolled down her cheeks. Sophie spotted me too, high above them all. She screamed, "Anna, I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Why do I get to live again but still lose to you? I should be the one who wins! It should have been Niles who united all humans. Why is this different from last time? Why?!" It was too bad that she would never understand. Relying on men, especially those who saw us as food, would never work. Logan and Niles were dead.

"Aria? She's downstairs. She passed out from giving too much blood—she's resting in a different room. This patient just shares a name. You've got the wrong room. Don't pull this kind of thing again. Have some respect for the dead." She paused, then added, "And next time, don't lie to the nurses. We understand you wanted to save the patient, but you put her at serious risk." I stared. "Lie? What do you mean?" "You told us she had strong healing. We checked when she went down. Her blood didn't replenish at all. Her body's in bad shape. Healing's completely gone. She's no different from a regular human who can't shift." "Gone? How is that possible?"

Is he even still alive? A user named @My Blade Has A Hundred-Thirty-Feet Range replied with barely concealed scorn: [Clearly, this person knew the Draconox Order's internal structure.] [Seriously, I tried it this afternoon. I don't know what that method is supposed to be, but it isn't cultivation.] [Reverse circulation? That's not training. That's suicide.] [I didn't even finish the first attempt before my vitalis and blood rebounded on me. If the hospital hadn't been nearby, you'd all be attending my funeral tomorrow.]

“Find another way or we do it together. Those are the only options.” Five seconds. I looked at her. At the woman who had turned around after four minutes. At everything. “Together,” I said. The window peaked. **** I activated the reversal fully. Not the partial hold I’d been maintaining — the full opening, the complete inversion of the outward channel, everything I had pointed in the wrong direction from what thirty years of binding had made my body want to do. The chamber responded. The white runes surged — brighter than before, brighter than the convergence had made them, the specific brightness of a system being run in reverse generating heat it wasn’t designed to manage.

I tell Sera. “Aunt Mabel, you might die…” “I know,” I interrupt. “But I didn’t survive the Border and fight entities and lose all my children just to hide forever. Give me the seed and let’s finish this.” Sera hands it over and the moment it touches my palm I can feel the cosmic law compressed inside it, all my children’s love and sacrifice turned into a tool for fixing what their changes broke. The Reconciliation’s touch reaches me and I feel time starting to reverse, feel myself being pulled backward through moments toward the instant when reality was restructured.

“What?” “I saw you in the parking lot yesterday.” My smile remains gentle as I nod. “You were listening to a man talking on the phone.” Her tone sounds curious, almost innocent. “What was that about?” I study her for a moment then i smile wider. “You know,” I say slowly, “people like you are usually the first to die in rebirth stories, after the protagonist comes back to life again.” Judy freezes. Her eyes widen slightly. “In those stories,” I continue calmly, “the protagonist always eliminates the traitors first.”

“That’s the only valid explanation.” “Elena is special. To us she is just a hybrid but to whoever is out there seeking her, she is so much more and now we can see why.” Morgana said raising her glance to me. Those words made us all in the table go silent. We all were caught between so many questions and emotions. I for one thought it almost impossible that Elena was gifted with the power of rebirth. That was the peak and zenith of all other supernatural abilities - the ability to revive yourself from death and others who you will. It was similar to being an immortal but much much more than that.

Her mother, having been the last to die, was the first to have her body returned to life, the fire from Prometheus leaving her bones, followed by blood and flesh and finally clothes. This happened to everyone else; from Jenna to Franc, from Franc to Katie then Carter, followed by Henry, Marcus, Carmen, Cassie and Lucas, all coming back to life in a reset timeline. Time was still turning back until both Carol and Diana had been restored up to the point when Prometheus was behind the door, ready to tear it apart and kill everybody like it had happened before in the previous timeline. The effect of reversing time wore out when Viper saw herself, that is the past version of herself-the Viper tha