Live Again Novels & Stories

Livia, "You are deceiving me! I don't believe it! Resurrection? She clearly died, dead is dead, how is it possible for her to come back to life?" Vanderbilt was startled and nervously waved his hand, "Ms. Wyndham, calm down..." Livia, "I knew it! Are you guys not satisfied with the amount I gave? Come on, name your price, how much money, no matter how much, I will do this surgery!" Vanderbilt sighed, "But... Ms. Wyndham, I really couldn't..." Livia, "You say a person has lived, but where is the person? I would like to see what kind of doctor can bring a dead person back to life!"

“How then did I survive? How am I still alive? If he is as skilled as you say he was, I should have died there and then.” *You did die. Well, you sort of died* “I sort of died?” *There was a complex engraving on your heart that was activated after your death. It is something I recognized from the past. We call it False Life* “What’s that?” *It’s similar to what you see in video games. Instead of having one life, that engraving gives you two. It’s complex to perform and the materials required are very expensive. Most importantly, it must be placed there by someone who has your blood*

“Perfectly well. We've been able to sponsor the treatment of new sets of cancer patients.” “That's good news. Lives have been saved because of your good work.” “I wouldn't have done it without your support. What time is Delon and Georgia coming for dinner?” “Six. They just can't get enough of your good cooking skills. A woman of many skills both in and out of the bedroom.” “Baby! The children might be around the corner.” “Weren't they here for Thanksgiving like last week?” “They can move in with us for all I care. They are the reason we got back together. If he didn't terminate the contract, we wouldn't be here right now.”

Entering her old bedroom Piper stepped back in time. Her room was exactly the same as the day she'd left. Even the posters of Bruno Mars and Katy Perry still adorned her walls. Piper made a mental note to ensure she took them down. It was incredibly embarrassing for a woman of her age to still have her bedroom littered with her teenage self!

"Remember that a part of training your necro is the training of the soul, right? You need to cultivate and meditate your soul so that you could freely control or even increase your necro." "So, what does this have to do with that guy?" I asked. I don't know that quark stuff. The only thing I know is that necro is our source of power, and that means everything in this world. "Let me explain it furthermore, there are two common types of reborn, the first type is being reborn as an infant from a virgin mother, the other one is reborn as they were in their past life. Those kinds of reports have little to an average amount of necros" He looked at me. "Are you? You've been reborn as a newborn chil

And enjoying socializing without being afraid of the judgements they're throwing. I wanted to feel alive...but how? I'm alive, but not living. That's how I defined my life. It's all started when I was five. The day when my life turned into lifeless. The red curtains swayed like its dancing to the rhythm of the wind. A loud shattering of glass filled my ears. My lips quivered in fear and tightly shut my eyes as I covered my ears with my tiny hands. "You can't leave me! Stay with us!"

I murmured "Yes, like you," said someone next to me, a little far away but I could hear his voice. He was the same person who gave me the code and told me that I would die and come back to life. "You're still alive," I said seeing him still the same as before. His face still looks young even though I can't see all of it. "How does it feel to be alive again?" "Why are you here, didn't you give them a warning about the ring?"

Mary said angrily, "The Cleaners are coming for you! Your life is in danger!" At the mention of the Cleaners' name, Claudine stood up and pressed a button by the dresser. The metal claw promptly dropped Mary on the floor. She fell with a thud. "You ready to talk now?" Mary asked. "What do you three know about my powers?" Claudine continued to ask suspiciously. "We know you can reincarnate into new lives after each death," Mary began, "It's okay. We have someone like that too." She gestured to Kara, who meekly waved at her. "Sorry, she's fairly new to this whole thing," Mary explained.

And when the world comes back— It breathes. Not broken. Not whole. But alive. And for the first time since this began— That feels like enough.

“You mean, you died? When, how? Did they revive you?” “Not exactly. I’ve been reborn…” The words sound silly. “This is a second chance at life.” “I know what you mean. I feel like this was a second chance for me too.” “No, Dad… it’s not the same. You need to just listen… don’t interrupt, please?” He nods. “Okay. Go ahead.” I take a breath. And then another. And then the truth starts spilling out of me. “I lived all of this already.”