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As the jet took off, piercing through the storm clouds on its way toward Scotland, Gabriel finally began to speak. His voice came through the cabin intercom cold, flat, and devoid of any emotion. “Mavric, do you truly believe your father was some kind of hero trying to protect you?” Gabriel began, launching straight into a psychological assault. Julian Thorne created the Rebirth Programme not to save the world. He built it simply because he could never accept the reality of Catherine’s death. He intended to use Liora’s biometric data to implant Catherine’s memories into a new vessel.

Because I had been the one to break free. Real rebirth isn't revenge. It's simply leaving. From today, my life would no longer revolve around Ryan. I would live well, and I would live for myself.

I put on a mask of panic and pity, starting my show from the doorway. “Oh my God, Kaylee, what the hell happened?” “I don’t… I don’t know. He just passed out.” She looked genuinely worried. The Oscar goes to Kaylee. I couldn’t believe I’d bought this low-budget performance the first time. Seeing her now, through new eyes, made my skin crawl with rage. Rebirth was a strange thing—everything looked different when you came back from the dead. “Hey, baby,” Phillip rasped, sitting up slowly. I moved to the bed, sat down, and took his hand. My smile faltered, replaced by trembling lips and wide eyes.

"The past's over. Our new story has just begun." The betrayal, cold, and despair buried in the snowstorm all belonged to Raine of the past life. In this life, I had a man who loved me, my parents, and the simple, beautiful warmth of a real home. I was finally alive. "Let's go. Everyone's waiting for us." "Sure." I lifted the hem of my gown, took Conrad's hand, and pushed the doors open. Behind them, I was greeted with a wave of cheers and blessings. Hand in hand, we walked forward into the light.

So, yeah, I'm feeling a little overwhelmed at the moment. "That's understandable." "It sounds like a ridiculous, supernatural soap opera. Am I losing it?" Cooper really needed to know. "This is crazy, right? I've slipped into madness or some drug-induced hallucination?" "No Cooper. You are not going crazy. I know, this whole thing is weird. I'm sure the rebirth ceremony was terrifying." "The what?" "The rebirth ceremony. The mirror, the grave, the water. All part of your coming of age as your true self, as the chosen one."

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

And suddenly, rebirth didn’t feel like a miracle. It felt like a promise he had already made—before the world ever gave him a second chance.

If you are looking for a way to get my attention, then this won't work'. Tears trickled down my cheeks, my grip tightened around the phone, and my jaw clenched tightly. I didn't know what was going on right now, and why I was seeing this day again after almost two years instead of being dead after the fire outbreak, but I guess it was for a reason. As much as I wanted to conclude that I was given another chance and had been reborn, I didn't want to give myself so much hope. Besides, that was never possible.

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.”

They both had traveled for a wedding outside the country, and couldn't make it back… They died in a plane crash. Even though I had my grandpa, I felt lonely for years, and for the first time months ago when I first saw Jessica at that party, something in me that seemed to have been dead for years, awoke… I felt alive again. A knock came at my door, slamming me back to reality, then Jess's voice followed. “Are you there, Mr. Hall?” I reached for the door, wearing a sweet smile. “Hey… do you need help?” Her charming eyes locked on me, pure, innocent, and cute, melting my heart… as always.