Novel & Cerita Rebirth Of The Thief Who Roamed The World

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

He must have killed father and Lyvia, the only two people who loved that arrogant and obnoxious Diana, because he feared father might lead the war. Then got me expelled from the pack to have full control over me. He kept monitoring and controlling my life after that. But— I killed myself in my previous life. Whatever the reason might be, that kind of death is considered unnatural. What happened to the world after I died? How did I return? By now, I know… it wasn’t God’s will because His will is with the Saint. So, how was I reborn? Why was I reborn? Did Serith bring me back to life?

That man was, sure enough, still alive. Thoth took a deep breath. His pupils contracted, and the murderous aura he radiated intensified even further. All he had to do was capture Darryl Darby, and he would have yielded great glory for himself. Archfiend Antigonus would reward him handsomely for that. "Darryl Darby!" Thoth flashed a smile as he scoffed mockingly at Darryl. "I see you've been reborn. Some dumb luck you have there, I must say. You had died once at the hands of the fiend race, and you would die a second time too.

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

"Do you think I am stupid? The endless agony you put on everyone's life as they were buried alive in their own land, the curiosity and the dreams you trampled from those children who didn't last long because they weren't able to grasp their own money because of those corrupt officials. They are all witnessed of what peace I am aiming for, they are the sword and I am the one who wields their souls. In exchange of destroying this Kingdom, no suffering, no pain and no afflictions but everything will be paid with the same price." I told myself that I will not regret anything, even if I'm not doing the right thing. "You'll be gone hereafter so why bother? In exchange of those cold-bodies that wil

So thrilling, yet so boring. Oh, I forgot to mention I hate those thieves who stolen my story like? What the hell? I put all my efforts into flesh and blood, then those thieves will just steal and sell everything off. I swear, I’m cursing them to be reborn as engkanto or aswang in their next life—or even worse, as dwarfs who feast on nothing but filth. Let their next existence be a miserable one, doomed to eat their own rotten karma. How kind of me to think about this. A sharp knock snapped me back to reality, pulling me from my vivid curses aimed at those damn thieves.

"This isn't a long-term solution. You must find the person who placed the curse on you and have them lift it." Recalling the nun's words, I threatened the woman who was bawling her eyes out in front of me, "The curse bounces back twice as hard, Mirabelle. You don't have long. If you don't make the caster undo it, you'll be dead in a few days!" Frightened out of her wits, she stopped crying and spilled everything. "The caster is Elias Frostback from my village. He came to me one day and asked if I wanted to marry a rich man. Of course, I said yes.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

Serene instinctively wrapped both hands around her stomach and took a slow step backward. Ria nodded. “I was once nothing more than a baby.” She laughed painfully. “What a life…” “What a story.” “But one day I simply disappeared.” “And everyone searched for that missing child.” She looked from Klein to Serene. “And now…” “Here I am again.” “Reborn.” “Meeting the same people…” “…living through the same nightmare.” Klein let out a deep sigh. He glanced briefly at Roseline before returning his attention to Ria. “How do we end this?”

“The same three days you got back, Kara. That can’t be a coincidence.” I stared at him, the words settling into me slow and cold, reshaping everything I thought I understood about my own rebirth, about the shape of the borrowed time I’d been given, about whether this had ever truly been mine to begin with.