Reborn As A Vending Machine Novels & Stories

No longer captive. Reborn predator.

"I came back to visit my hometown, but I was ambushed along the way. On top of that, you had always said in your past life that after we got married, we would spend our honeymoon in Costa Solara. That's why I came back." Hearing this, I realized he had been reborn as well. Lucio studied my expression carefully before saying, "Have you been reborn as well? Otherwise, how could you have written Bella's name on the invitation back then?" I didn't answer him directly. Instead, I said coldly, "There is no need to dwell on the past. What's over is over. Take care of your health." As I turned to leave, Lucio called out after me, "What do you mean, 'no need to dwell on it'? After all this time, do y

It had no face, no voice, but its presence was like a whisper in my soul: "Reborn, but not destroyed." And before I could understand the real meaning, the floor beneath my feet broke, like glass from an old dream, and I didn't scream, just accepted the fact as Naomi and I embraced and accepted our future, because in the end, we would no longer be us, but the new creature.

reborn. The final memories flickered to life, a poignant conclusion to the tumultuous journey of my past. I recalled Haven's words, her voice filled with conviction and faith in me. She had believed in me, seen potential in the broken, angry young man I once was. Her words had been a balm to my soul, a reassurance that I was capable of more than I ever thought possible. And then, as we had agreed, she took all my memories, erasing the pain and the anguish, leaving me with a clean slate.

The conceptual being born from our love. The diagram doesn’t say “unmake.” It uses cleaner words. Conceptual reversion. Energy reallocation. Anomaly dissolution. It means the same thing. To give Arthur life, we must erase her. Unwind the starlight and null-energy back into base components and feed them into the machine of his rebirth. The choice is an abyss. It yawns open at my feet, cold and absolute.

A single drop fell onto a crystal he held beneath it. The moment my blood touched the crystal, Valak’s expression changed. His eyes went wide, confusion and something like shock crossing his features. “What is it?” I asked, tension spiking through me. He stared at the crystal, then at me. His lips moved, but no sound came out at first. Then his voice entered my mind directly, a mental communication that bypassed sound entirely. ‘You were reborn. You died and came back.’ I froze, my blood turning to ice.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The 14-B virus hummed inside those wires, a rhythmic, parasitic thud that felt like a needle trying to un-stitch my very existence. I sat on the throne, a monument of gold-veined basalt and unyielding quartz. I couldn't blink. I couldn't breathe. My consciousness was a fraying cable, sparking against the silver-mercury conduits lacing the bedrock of Rebirth City. Every shallow vibration from the world outside traveled through my stone shins and into my petrified marrow. Then, the sky changed its pitch.

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.

A soft, wind like voice, whispered from above. The Moon Goddess! Sharon bowed her head in reverence. "Where am I?" She whispered. "In between worlds on your way to the afterlife child." Sharon's breath caught. "My Goddess you saw what they did to me. I am innocent of all I was accused of." "I know. Your heart is pure. What was done to you was unjust, that is why I am granting your wish and giving you the option of returning." "What?' Sharon exclaimed. "Yes. Rebirth. A second life in a new body. You will carry every memory of your betrayal, so that when the time comes you will make them pay."

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.