Novel & Cerita Reborn As A Vending Machine Now I Wander The Dungeon

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

My wolf paces but doesn't try to dissuade my triangle of thought. I was twenty-one. Blind for three years. I—I died, I think. Keith— I can't even bear to finish that one. The betrayal, the pain, the fire… all of it rushes back. I died. “Here, drink this,” my father says, handing me a glass of water. I take it from him, if only to give myself something to do. I’ve been sent back. Reborn. Could it be the Goddess left this as a gift for me?

“Moon Goddess... whoever’s listening… Give me another chance. Please… let me live differently. Let me protect her… let me have my revenge!” “Let me fight back… just once.” I muttered as the last strand of life left my body. Just then I saw a strange door with a huge clock over it. “Rush into it!” A voice ordered. I got up, my daughter's dead body still in my arms, and I ran. Just as I entered, the clock clocked 12:00. And then…darkness… Absolute bliss….

Every small movement sends a dull pain through my arms. Okay. Panic later. Assess now. I look around and a realization dawns on me everywhere my eyes flicks. I'm in a dungeon. The dungeon, because yes, this is absolutely a dungeon is carved from rough stone. The walls sweat with moisture. A single torch burns across the room, its flame weak but steady. Shadows dance like they’re having a private joke. My head throbs. Memory slides back into place in ugly pieces. The clearing. The power blockers. Hunters in the trees.

The wheel of fate always turns; it never misses its mark. … A few months later, I heard that Elowen had been discharged from the hospital early. She had no one to care for her and refused to spend money on treatment, leaving before she was fully healed. With no daughter or son-in-law to rely on, she survived with Joy by scavenging for scraps each day. Once, I happened to see them on the street. Elowen's clothes were tattered, and Joy's little face was dirty, her big eyes dull and lifeless. She was nothing like the lively, cheerful girl I remembered. My heart ached despite everything that had happened.

I struggled in futility against my bondage but it did little to change my predicament. Everything burned. My soul, my core, my spirit. Everything until the only thing that remained was a dark void of emptiness and power. I blinked a coupe of times and looked around. I had no idea of where I was or who I was. I had no memory of anything except that my name was Vane. Where was I? Who was I? Why was I here? “Welcome to Tartarus,” A huge red horned creature said to me. He flicked his hand and the chains that held me loosened. I landed deftly on my feet.

enough to hear everyone as they made no sound and Damontry suspected they were even breathing! "All the souls that came here, you must be happy.. Today is the awaited day, when you pay the price of heaven and earth, water and fire.. a duel that determines which of you is desired, here where the father abandons his sons, the brother for his brothers I have not forced you anything and I will not do,, But before going into this matter, beware of yourselves, here souls change by fighting a fight.. they change for themselves, souls leave bodies, the soul is nothing but chains you here give up your hearts for the sake of your soul, so beware! .. The first day you can dive In the flames, but only

How would it even be possible? But I was wrong. Ten minutes later, a shimmer appeared, and then I saw an older version of me standing in front of me with tears in her eyes. She stepped closer to me, and I saw that she had the same color hair as me. But instead of having my deep blue eyes with purple flecks, her eyes were almost all purple, with deep blue flecks. There was no way it could be anyone other than my mother. “Don’t speak, baby, they are about to wake,” she said, and in the next instance, we were gone from the Shadow Fall pack, but I had no idea where we were now.

Without a phone, I had no choice but to walk back to the city. Rain came down hard, soaking through my clothes, mixing with the tears on my face as I kept moving forward. I walked for hours, long enough for exhaustion to dull the fear, long enough for the rain to wash the past out of my head. By the time the sky began to lighten, I saw a woman setting up a small roadside stall. "Oh my goodness! What happened to you?" She wiped her hands and hurried over. The moment she touched my arm, she flinched, then frowned and pressed her palm to my forehead.

But no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't remember who that woman was. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Frederick's triumphant smile. I hated it. I hated the fact that even after being reborn, I was still going to die at his hands. I couldn't accept it. But it was already too late. My mother raised her whip high. Just as it was about to strike my face, a gunshot rang out from the doorway. "Who gave you the right to lay a hand on my man?"