Realm Reborn Wiki Novels & Stories

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

A NEUTRAL POV THE MOON REALM; MOONILIA There is an emergency in the realm of the Moon goddess. The moon is MISSING! The pawns on the chessboard have been moving kind of funny, but even the rebellion is going according to plan, which is exactly why the moon goddess sent Ruby as another pawn on the chessboard, to ensure that everything goes exactly as planned and that the war that is coming has its desired effect.

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

Luna, who had been cleaning the stairs, Karen, who had been talking incessantly, and Drew, who had been frantically signaling Karen with his eyes, were all struck silent. "Who do you think is the real head of this household? If you're unwilling to perform the part you're paid for, then feel free to pack your things and move out of here." I used to be too nice to the household staff at home, which led them to take advantage of me when I was gravely ill in my past life. It was only after I had been reborn that I realized that there would always be people who would take advantage of you—no matter how kind you were to them.

Mystics were divided into three levels: the earthly realm, the enlightened realm, and the transcendent realm. In her previous life, she was in the earthly realm, but after being reborn, she broke through and entered the enlightened realm. The opponent should have just entered the enlightened realm. Since returning, she had been steadily improving her strength, and with the protective divine artifacts that Moses had given her, she was stronger than him. Jenny sighed in relief. "That's good." Back at Harper Group, the amulet on Soloman's compass suddenly ignited and turned to ash. Soloman's expression changed slightly. "The opponent is strong. One person's blood isn't enough."

I planned on returning a month ago but I was delayed by my pregnancy as it may harm my fetus. Yes, I'm pregnant, and I'm proud to admit that the child is Dawson's. I was happy when I found out about my pregnancy, and it was around that time that I decided to come back but due to the dangers of the road as it might harm my child, and I planned on returning in two months time when the fetus would be strong enough but I couldn't stop myself from returning as my parents are dead. “I won't take on any position if you don't include him in,” I added with a determined look on my face. It hurt me that Dawson is still being judged because of his identity as a rogue which I had promised wouldn't happen

Dax said, standing over him, the gavel glowing with a soft, peaceful white light. Silas looked up, his scarred face twisted in a final, pathetic grin. "You think... you've won? You've just... deleted the only history you had. You're... nothing now. Just ghosts... in an empty world." "No," I said, walking up to stand beside Dax. I took his hand, our fingers interlacing, the sapphire heat between us stronger than any pre-programmed link. "We're the authors." Silas de-rezzed into a pile of gray ash, his consciousness finally purged from the High-Band. The obsidian monolith behind him began to dissolve, the dark clouds of the civil war parting to reveal the golden sun of the Reborn World once mo

The ancient man who has more legacy rather than a hero is called by his name Blahel, he is the leader of the Rebela's Tribe who lives beneath the ruins city of the deserted island who worships Blahel for his achievement. The Rebela's tribe possess the a magical stones that gives them life beneath those ruins, a rare magical stones that not only boast from their daily living but also gives them both sun and moon, water and fire, earth and wind. With this special relic possessed by their hands, they had been living peacefully underneath without much care to the outside world.

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

In any case, most of them were born to royalties, as the royalties in her world directly descended from deities. In case of Yhi, the kingdom of light, their ancestor deity was Zorya. However, since the founding of the kingdom, Zorya, the goddess of light only ever appeared once as a Returner to Ancestry. It had been thousands and thousands of years since. That was why her bloodline had regressed. “Do you have a lot of those in your world?” Evie shook her head. “They are even rarer than transcendents. The only returner to ancestry that I know of is Kresnik, the Flame Emperor of Heaven. He is the most frequent returner in history.”