Novel & Cerita Rebirth Tyrant's New Reality

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

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.”

"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.

for the new reality. "ERROR," the voice of the High Council shrieked from the grid. "CONTENT IS UN-REDACTABLE. THE GLITCH HAS BECOME THE MASTER-FILE". The baby in the cradle let out a real, human cry. The cyan-white light in her eyes shattered, replaced by the messy, beautiful emerald-crimson of the Twelve-Cycle Starburst. The "Un-Born" was no longer a template. She was a Survivor. The Liquidator shrieked as his mercury staff turned back into a simple branch of pine. His suits of woven light dissolved into the grey rags of the square.

Behind her, the thunder roared — the mansion lights flickering again. I jerked my arm free, my voice cracking. “Why show yourself now?” Her smile faded. “Because it’s almost time. Project Rebirth is active again. And when the final phase begins…” She leaned closer, her breath brushing against my ear. “…only one of us gets to survive.” Before I could react, she shoved me back. Hard. I hit the edge of the table and fell, the flashlight rolling away. The balcony doors swung open from the wind, sending papers flying.

Arniel replied, he was nervous because the Tyrant had been quiet. "Did you know that there's something sweet about death?" the Tyrant mumbled. "I d-on't know, Master," Arniel said tremblingly. "Of course, because there is no—" A loud gunshot rang out as Arniel's body fell on the floor "Sweet about Death." The Tyrant mumbled then blew the smoke that came from the gun. "Isn't that what you want master?" It was Ino. "Yes, but not anymore. I realize that she has already suffered enough— And I considered her as my daughter after all" Tyrant replied then lit a cigarette "But she chose to run away and leave me— I could do nothing if that was what she chose."

My legs shook violently. “Stop STOP!” I choked. But the pain only intensified as a chemical surge pumped into my bloodstream. My blood felt like it was boiling. My breath hitched in broken gasps. Dr. Ravens watched, expression serene. “Your rebirth was engineered for adaptability. This is simply the next phase.” I sobbed raw, furious, helpless. “You won’t win,” I choked. “Alex will come. He’ll destroy all of this. He’ll save me.” She paused.

"Sébastien, you had been so brave back then. You knew what would happen, but you didn't stop fighting till the end. Can you forgive me for throwing in the towel? I never meant to spiral back to this – I didn't want to get drunk on the regular again. I didn't want to loathe in self-pity. After your death I had sworn I would never give up and fight until my body would give in. That's why I took the company over and fought against our parents. When the company had been renovated, I had thrown one of the stones you had sent me into the soil to never forget what we promised you: to always look forward." I tried not to sob. "Jesus Christ, Sébastien, can you ever forgive me?" A rustling noise made

He doesn't deserve to see that he has an affect on me. “Well there is that and I wish that was all I had to apologize for.” Saying that got my attention and my eyes locked with his. “I have been a tyrant to you for years and I realize now that I was wrong. I was not only wrong but I was cruel and heartless. I know it doesn't change anything and I don't deserve your forgiveness but I am so sorry. I spoke with my parents today and they cleared some things up that I completely thought wrong about. I thought all through high school you had been ratting me out to my parents every time I did anything and would get in trouble. I felt betrayed and I was so angry with you. I know it is not a good exc

But Verena didn't realise that, it was the day the Tyrant was born. And it was there that his obsession grew, grew, and grew some more.