Player Reborn Novels & Stories

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:0f404184-c9f8-4789-9249-35fb63302b19-214" data-testid="conversation-turn-422" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> In the Age of Rebirth, the gods awaken one after another, and the Nine Realms are reshuffled.

She grabbed the phone on her bedside table, her hands trembling as she checked the date. August 3rd, 2XXX. She wasn’t dreaming. She was back. Three years before disaster struck. She let out a shaky breath and smiled, a rare, genuine smile. This time, everything would be different. This time, she would rewrite her fate. Her family, who had died protecting her... Louis, the man she had pushed away... and Natalie, the so-called best friend who had orchestrated her downfall... Daisy had a chance to change it all. The phone rang, pulling her from her thoughts. The high-pitched voice on the other end was unmistakable.

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.

Sophie bit her lip, looking so delicate that it would tug at everyone’s heart. "Ella, don't be upset. Mr. Graham just feels sorry for me being all by myself, which is why he decided to take me out for New Year's. If you really don't want us to go, don't push yourself. I can go on my own. Seriously, Ella. You can stop packing." Sophie tried to grab the suitcase from me, but in the next second, it crashed to the floor. My hands shook as I held the clothes. Seeing Sophie in front of me with her eyes filled with tears, I finally knew for sure that I had come back to life. I had returned to this very day when Sophie went to the beach by herself.

If I hadn't been reborn, I might have believed his performance too. In my previous life, at the company's year-end gala, I'd won a prize ticket worth a hundred million. Overjoyed, I shared the news with Isla. Who could have known that as she was looking at the ticket, she'd slip, fall into the river, and be swept away to her death? Guilt had consumed me. To make up for what happened, I had raised her little daughter with all my heart. To avoid gossip and also to honor Isla's will, I married her husband, Felix.

… Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive. Mirabelle, on the other hand, insisted on having Marcus' baby despite the scandal. However, because she was a woman of advanced maternal age who never went for prenatal checkups, her child was born with Down syndrome. She took her son to fight for the Pembroke family's inheritance, but they refused to acknowledge him and even sent Marcus to Rivora to lie low. With nowhere else to turn, she went online to livestream her sob story. The feud between them blew up so badly that it eventually made national news.

Behind me, Alex whispered, “Elena… please.” But the floor, the air, the world all of it tilted violently. I could barely hear his voice anymore over the pounding of my own pulse. “Project Rebirth,” Richard said softly, “brought you back from death. Not as a copy. Not as a clone. As a reconstruction. A perfected version.” Tears blurred my vision. “No. No stop” Richard took another step. “That anger you feel right now?” “You felt it before.” “But that Elena is gone.” Every breath felt like glass.

And for the first time since the war, since the pain, since the chaos, everything felt like a beginning again. The device pulsed once more, sealing the new code. Mission Reboot: Live Happily.

I tried pulling him off me. "What are you doing? Stop calling me 'Mom.' Your mother is Judy." His reaction was instant. "Mom, don't say that. You told me—no matter what happens, I'll always be your baby. You said if I ever felt wronged, I could come to you. Did you forget?" I froze. Those were indeed words I had once said—just not in this lifetime. They belonged to the past one. So Phillip had been reborn too. Seeing me caught off guard, his confidence grew.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."