Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Novels & Stories

"What you should focus on is recovering. Do you have any family? Maybe I can help find them." I gave him my parents' names. As it turned out, they had learned about the zombie outbreak early on, gathered an enormous stockpile of supplies, and joined the base's upper ranks. They were thriving, busy consolidating their power in this new world—too busy to care about whether I was alive or dead. As for Oliver… I had a sneaking suspicion he, too, had been reborn and remembered his past life. Given a second chance, he was probably basking in Lina's presence, cherishing every moment with her.

“I know what it's like to be in a world without powers, but once I found my mates, I found everything.” “You're very passionate, and I'll give you that,” Mother Nature said, and an old woman materialized in front of me. “The price for bringing him to your mates back is immortality. I want that from you; however, I will give you the opportunity to reincarnate to meet again.” “What do you mean?” I asked, confused. “When your mates awaken, they will cease to be millennials and immortals,” Mother Nature said. “They will all have their powers, but the lifespan I grant them will be short compared to supernatural life. It's that or it's nothing; you decide.”

"Then so we shall rewrite our future this night, my mate!" He pounced with enough force to flatten buildings, exquisite restrain clear as I cradled his spectral immensity against my fragile human shell. Our merged howl of triumph and joy became a miniature sun exploding outward to consume us both in its nuclear glory. Raw elemental creation energy coursed along newly forged eternal soul bonds between us, searing us even as it remade us stronger and more beautifully faithful thatever before. The forces binding us transcended beyond even the grave. Quasar fire baptised us as newly reborn from the ashes of suffering as one defiant ever burning flame before scattering its searing brilliance into

After all, Chad had refined pills to help his grandson's breakthrough and had only made a reasonable request. Besides, before the Exalted Immortal fully recovered from the soul transfer, one of his two children would need to use Chad's body to be reborn. He should tell Hector about that. "No problem, leave it to me!" Marshawn agreed decisively, grinning from ear to ear. Why would he not be pleased? With Jade reborn as a puppet with earthbound immortal strength and his grandson Derek on the verge of a breakthrough, combined with his profound martial and mystic arts skills, Williams Village would be unmatched in the country.

replied Yume. “That’s where you’re wrong!” said Yreth with a bitter smile on her face as she shook her head. “…I’m wrong…? Then, does that mean that he managed to avoid the catastrophe, even though he was unable to maintain his Immortal Body?” “That’s right. After all, he was the eternal top master during the great civilization of antiquity. Back when the catastrophe happened, all of the great masters were incapable of even fighting back, so they either ended up dying or fleeing if they could! That man, however, opted to undergo a supernatural transformation to deal with the situation. Since he was proficient in several supernatural transformation techniques, he chose to condense his primord

I didn’t build a city to provide a host for a god’s suicide note, but the smell of scorched servers and mercury-rot told me I was the one who had provided the ink for my own erasure. Rebirth City didn’t welcome us back; it snarled. The sleek, black alloy gates of my fortress—the ones I had engineered to be a sanctuary for the discarded—were pulsing with a violent, necrotic violet light. The high-frequency hum of the city’s defensive wards had shifted from a steady guardian’s thrum to a rhythmic, jagged shriek that made the obsidian quartz of my left arm vibrate in its socket.

said the sweeping elder. The Eight Desolations Heavenly Book nodded. He was not surprised about this. From a certain point of view, although Samuel almost died, the remnant soul was still there, which meant that he had gone through the Individual Immortal Tribulation. Naturally, he could be reborn and become an Individual Immortal. With that, the sweeping elder waved his hand and two red and blue jade pieces appeared above the energy shield. "Divine tripod?" The Eight Desolations Heavenly Book was shocked.

I continued before he could interrupt me, “Six days from now, something will happen – I don’t’ know what exactly – but I do know the effects. It will begin suddenly, people will start getting sick, society will collapse, and the dead will rise.” His expression remained skeptical. “Are you talking about a zombie apocalypse?” he asked, his tone filled with confusion and slight disbelief, I nodded, “Yes, Zombies,” His face went completely blank. I sighed, “I know how it sounds, but that is the truth.” “You're telling me zombies are going to appear in six days?” he stared at me as he asked the question, “Yes.” I nodded, He just kept on staring. So, I took a deep breath and continued.

He opened the Medkit, knelt in front of me into the puddles of melting water and started with amazingly quiet, precise movements, reconnecting my burnt hand. His black claws have long been moved back. Each of his touches was embossed by a caution as if I were made of glass – an irony, if you thought, that we had just hit an ice world in pieces. Around us, the city of the tidal rebels came back to life. The ice had blocked the mechanics, but now that the cold was broken showed

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."