Ninjago Rebooted Games Novels & Stories

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

Just when I thought the storm was finally over, Mira suddenly posted again on social media two days later. [Here’s the evidence you’ve all been asking for.]

I averted my gaze, holding on to that ache and making it something else, something stronger — my promise to keep her safe. I was sitting with a Silver Veil tablet whose screen was shattered on my lap. It was stolen from the remains of the lab. Runes scattered weakly across its darkened screen. My hands trembled as I typed through the code, and a memory slid in as a result of years of coerced repetition. And line after line it popped open until one message took my breath away. “Rebirth of Alpha requires a twin death. Power would have power. Blood should have blood.

With tears in my eyes, I choked out, "You can go now." My voice was too soft, so it seemed he hadn't heard me. He had gone deaf in his left ear while saving me, after all, and it would never recover. "Once you've recovered, I'll take you around the casino. There are a few arms dealers we work with that you should meet. I'll prepare the meeting gifts for you. You don't need to worry about it." "There's no need." I refused once more. But the fact that Stefano had brought it up on his own twice did surprise me.

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

My heart beat a little faster, but not because of Mich’s confession. Something was wrong. This was no coincidence. This was not fate. This was not love. This was something else entirely. A game. A complicated one. A dangerous one. And if I wanted revenge, if I wanted justice for the life stolen from me, I needed to play this game carefully. I needed to stay ahead of them. Ahead of everyone.

Maybe I should go and help him? Adrian’s eyes glint with determination as he circles around the beast, trying to find an opening. I watch in awe as he charges towards the hydra’s main head, his jaws open wide and ready to strike. But this time, the hydra knows what he is doing. It wraps its massive body around Adrian’s, squeezing him so tightly that I can hear the bones in his body snapping. I feel a lump form in my throat as I watch my friend struggle against the monster’s grip. But just when I think it’s all over, Adrian grits his teeth and unleashes a burst of lightning that sears through the hydra’s body. The creature screams in agony as it disintegrates into a cloud of ash.

"Nightmares. A bloodied you kept asking me why. You wanted to know why I betrayed you." I turned my head away, but memories of the past kept coming up. "Give me one last chance." She pulled a folding knife out of her pocket and stabbed her thigh with it before I could stop her. Blood gushed out like a pillar, but all she did was smile sadly. "This is for the first lash." She raised her hand and pointed it at her other leg. "I will pay for all ninety-nine lashes." My pupils shrank, and I pulled the chain down. Then, I grabbed her wrist. The stench of blood was making my head spin. My heart was torn in half, from pain and hatred, perhaps.

“From the one you forgot. But not for long.” Aria’s hackles rose. “The red-eyed wolf,” she said. The rogue’s grin widened. “He never stopped waiting.” Without warning, it lunged. Aria met it mid leap. They crashed into the dirt, snarling and rolling. Its claws scraped against her shoulder, drawing blood. She bit into its flank, shaking her head violently. The rogue howled, but it wasn’t pained, it was of joy. “You’re stronger than before,” it hissed.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.