Oblivion Reloaded Combined Novels & Stories

In their place remained the Archai Sword in its new form. Its appearance had changed from celestial blue and white into a deep crimson red, with faint hints of celestial blue still glowing along its edges. Void and Chaos-Moon energy pulsed through the blade. It looked sharper, clearer, and far more powerful than before. Beside it floated another artifact. The Book of Rebirth. It was the merging of the Book of Life and the Book of Death. Its cover bore both black and white, radiating a celestial and hellish glow simultaneously. The energy surrounding it felt balanced yet immense.

"Hold your fire! Do not engage until I give the order!" "If it fires those railguns, this building comes down!" Torque yelled, gripping his shotgun so hard his knuckles turned white. "Hold the line!" Ren commanded, staring at the telemetry on his datapad. In the digital world, thousands of ghost players poured onto the Shattered Plains. They threw themselves at the massive, serpentine Iron Leviathan, a boss made of shifting blades and magma. Mages unleashed torrents of glitched fire; Paladins struck with holy light; Brog slammed his heavy hammer into the beast's armored scales.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

," River said, patience filled in his voice. I nodded as I thought critically. River sat there patiently waiting for me to decide, so they could give me a new life immediately. I sighed deeply. I was determined to use this rebirth as an opportunity to seek revenge on those who had wronged me. And with River's support, I felt more confident than ever that justice would be served. I knew the reason I was given a second chance was to avenge my death and that of my parents who were brutally killed by the ungrateful Constance and her now-husband. As I thought about my revenge, the answer to River's question clicked in. "I want to be known as Elara," I finally said, my voice steady and determined.

Austen stood guard anxiously outside the ward, telling me to call him immediately if anything was wrong. I knew he had natural hostility towards Gilbert. But I didn’t want him to know that I was actually a reborn person. Meeting Gilbert’s cold gaze, I smiled calmly: “Brother, I know you’ve been reborn too.” “In this new life, I’ve left you as you wished. To erase the child that you truly hated, I even almost lost my life.” “What else do you want? I won’t tell anyone about what happened that night. It’s ends here.”

> [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.

The car started and pulled away toward the company, toward a different rebirth, toward a brighter future. For the rest of this life, I would be unbreakable, untouched by poison, unpierced by steel, with a heart stripped of softness, and a soul finally free.

The basin in Sarah's hands fell to the ground with a tremendous crash. She quickly picked it up and hurried away. Garrett watched her retreating figure with obvious concern, then turned back to me. "Not going back? Ember, stop being childish. We agreed that—" "Garrett, the Rogue wolves are invading and looting resources. There's no food or game left in the wastelands. We've eaten all the wild grass in our den," I said bluntly. "I can't provide for our cubs anymore. Are you asking your cubs and mate to die by sending us back?"

I looked away and took out my laptop, opening the black operations interface. Because of that Instagram post, Ethan, you've already used up one chance. Within minutes, notification after notification popped up. The ownership of the luxury villas and cars under his name was transferred entirely to the overseas offshore trust I had set up in advance. Altogether, those assets were worth more than 30 million. I lifted the cup of coffee on the table—already stone cold—and took a sip. The bitterness spread across my tongue, yet it made me feel more clearheaded and exhilarated than ever.

The Gamma looked slightly more relaxed, but Dane was enjoying this dance and wanted to string Sam along slowly. “You were in the warrior army, weren’t you, Gamma? You ever hear of this ‘RW’ thing?” There was that look again, thought Dane. “Well, no… I mean… it’s been a long time since I was a warrior,” answered Sam, his confidence slipping. Dane knew he was on the ropes. Now it was time for the knockout blow. “Well, it wasn’t that long ago, because Ronin Whiley at the Ravensdale Pharmacy remembers selling it to you.”