Rebirth Tyrant's New Reality の小説・ストーリー

"Oh cut the crap!" "After the accident you changed, way too much like you are an entirely different person." She argued. "What's the matter, Ivy? You don't like the new me? Well you are right, ever since that accident, I have changed. I'm the same Rosetta, just... Reborn." "Rebirth, my foot," Ivy spat out. "Who are you, really? You're not the real Rosetta, are you? You're some impostor who's after our money and fame. Tell me the truth, and I'll pay you off. How much do you want?"

This made her jump off the bed with joy, completely forgetting she was naked. She walked close to the big wall mirror, admiring her leg. Her face had ceased to smile the day she woke up without a leg. She dared not look others in the face and had always accepted whatever life threw at her, but her glow was back. Her hand went to the mirror table, where she took her mobile, flipping through the calendar. It was 5 years earlier—she had been granted a rebirth 5 years earlier. Oh… just how much she missed it was very clear and written in her eyes. She felt so happy having her leg back and being given a second chance. Now everything made sense. She had been given a second chance to rewrite everyt

His restraint held firm, letting space breathe between us. “I remember waking up on that private jet,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “The first day of this second life. I was terrified. I thought rebirth was my punishment - a chance to relive the pain so I could finally escape it. I planned everything. The contract. The revenge. The quiet exit with my freedom secured.” Another step forward, then. Still holding his gaze without looking away. “But maybe… maybe it wasn’t punishment. Maybe it was a second chance to find something real. Not just survival. Not just revenge. But this.”

he whispered, a flicker of something—hope, disbelief, fear—crossing his face. The masked figure in the broadcast turned slightly, their gaze piercing through the screen as if daring anyone to challenge their rise. Ezekiel's chest tightened, and for the first time in weeks, his heart raced. Though he knew it was impossible, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the figure’s presence was all too familiar. Back at the compound, the masked successor descended the grand staircase, her voice calm yet commanding. “The underworld has followed chaos for far too long,” she announced. “Now, it will follow me.”

I anxiously tried to stop them, but Jared suddenly snatched Larry's baton and smashed it on me, knocking me to the ground. He was seething with rage. "No wonder…it's the same in the past—you two are in this together, trying to deceive me!" I was shocked to realize that Jared was also reborn. No wonder he had insisted that I was lying on the phone despite not asking for his help this time. But as blood poured out from my body, my head began to spin, and I could barely speak. All I could do was lie there, struggling weakly. Jared took in a deep breath and clamped his hand tightly on my wrist. "Do you know what the consequences of hurting the daughter of the Spencer family are?

The Goddess herself told me. I had been reborn, coming out of the darkness. I was made to go through difficult times and emerge into the light. A light in the darkness that never yields, and continues to shine. She granted me strength and power, as well as discernment and persistence. I had been reborn to thrive, and I would make the Goddess proud. I had been given a second chance. I’m not going to apologize to anyone who can’t accept me for who I am.

Words that made Kiera's heart race and her face turn pale. "You have returned," the grandmother whispered, her voice carrying the weight of countless years. “Your soul is not meant for this timeline but you’ve been granted a gift, a second chance in life. You’ve been reborn to make changes to your regrets of your past life.” At once all the colour seemed to drain from Kiera’s face as she staggered back a step, her eyes wide. "That's impossible," she murmured, “how did you…” she swallowed, grappling with the revelation that someone knew she was reborn.

Their gasps echo, their bodies arch before I RER rend him, his bones crack, blood pours, screen cracked. “Stop it!” I snarled, shifting back, my hand closing on his throat. My vision was red. “Turn it off, or you die.” “It’s done–” Tyler choked. His voice was a rasp. “The twins… they’re the Alpha’s rebirth.” Elara’s eyes glowed, and her wolf re-awoke a light more fierce even mirrored in Lyra’s gaze, their power surging. The runes pulsed in sync. I felt myself freeze, my grip on Tyler slackening, shock icing my veins. “They’re remaking the pack?”

It seemed that after this incident, the Bloodthirsty Mercenaries would need to change as if this continued, sooner or later, everyone would become a tiger without teeth. After waiting for everyone to finish talking, Tyrant said, “You’re so scared by this trivial matter. I think you have been living too comfortably in the past few years. After this incident, I will completely transform the Bloodthirsty Mercenaries. You guys had lost the motivation you had back then and coincidentally, we have lost our status in Chaos Land. When the time comes, I’ll ask half of our men to stay in Dark Cape and half of the men to go into the Chaos Land to reinstate our glory.”