Novel & Cerita Rebirth: Goddess Of Revenge

I felt something waking up inside me. My body started to glow. Massive divine power crashed into me like a tsunami. My eyes turned silver. My hair shone like moonlight. A sacred, booming voice echoed in the sky. "Ianthe, Goddess of the Underworld. Banished a millennium ago for shattering the Soul Spring. You have survived ten lifetimes of trials. Today, your godhood is restored. Welcome back to the Underworld." Memories rushed back. I remembered everything. My real identity. Why I fell from grace. And... Orion. He protected me in every single lifetime.

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woman scolded. "No mother i am sorry i won't do anything .." "You rather die... go ahead and die.." ..memory ends.. What's going on?? didn't i fell in sea?? Then what's with these memories now.. "It's your second chance little girl.."voice rings in mind.. My second chance?? Wait a minute!! Did i already died?? Then .."excuse me nurse can i have a mirror??" Everyone was confused.. After looking at herself .. she get to know everything..

“So that’s why… That’s why you stopped using your healing…” The Goddess continued, “As a reward, I will purify Freya’s soul and bless her with a new life of happiness, free from all suffering.” My body began to glow, brighter and brighter. “And you…” the Goddess’s voice turned cold as ice, “who broke your blood oath to protect your kin, will be reborn as the lowest of vermin. You will endure countless lifetimes of suffering, never to be reunited.” “This is the punishment you deserve.” I bowed gratefully to the Moon Goddess.

A sharp pain surged through me as I held my head. Sweat clung to my skin. _Wait... skin?_ I blinked again. I wasn't cold. I wasn't bleeding. I was... alive. My hands flew to my chest. _No wound_ My heart thundered in my ears. Then everything came back—my mother, my sister, Vera, Kael... my mate. Their laughter. Betrayal. The pain. The darkness. The death. And yet... Here I was. The moon goddess had granted me a rebirth, and I was sure not going to waste this chance.

“Who is she?” “The first of the rebels,” the goddess said, her voice quiet but laced with something darker. One of the first I created. But she was never satisfied with the life she was given. She sought more. She sought eternity.” The woman’s form shifted again—growing, stretching, taking in more, stealing more. And suddenly, I understood. The land. The decay. The curse. “She’s taking their lives,” I whispered. “She’s… she’s stealing from them.”

Orla was curious. "Indeed it is," she said, "and I've never done anything like this before because it could change your entire fate and identity, but I am also bound by my promise." "Promise?" Orla's eyes squinted in perplexity. "How I mean, how is this possible? How and why are you giving me rebirth?" She questioned her, which was obvious from her perspective. "To exact your vengeance," Moon Goddess said. "Don't you want revenge from the man who destroyed your beautiful life?"

As she spoke the moons words. “Yes,” She spoke slowly. Her heart dropped as the newest chosen floated within her mind, her beast growling in displeasure at the prospect while her mind whirled in sympathy. Another life the Goddess would overrule. “A Conduit?” Leonidas questioned further. “A re-birth.” Leonidas stilled and her hand clenched his as their connection continued. A re-birth was never heard of in their lifetime, a divine gift the Goddess bestowed upon her greatest wolves, a curse for they were that it was bestowed upon.

my father spoke loudly. The crowd roared in response. The cheers gradually died down and were replaced by silence as he continued, "I know you're all excited, and I am too. And I won't make you wait any longer. Then, ladies and gentlemen, let's give our green warrior a fantastic welcome. The gem of the Black Eye Forest, the child of the Black Eye Mother, Andrew Hasson!" Immediately, the whole area shook, quite literally. The arena's floor cracked open, and massive green vines slithered out from the ground, rising like giant snakes.