Reborn Before Doomsday Novels & Stories

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

Kara’s pov The body I had woken up in was healthy and young, but it was not ready. Five years of hard survival in the old timeline had left scars and strength that this version did not carry. I could walk across the city without trouble. I could not run two kilometers without my lungs burning and my legs turning heavy. That gap was a liability. When the world broke, the people who could move, carry, fight through exhaustion, and keep going would outlast the ones who folded early. I needed to close the gap before the red moon arrived.

[Sanctuary Ledger update. [Debtor list: two names remain.] [Stage One: complete.] [Stage Two: the warlords will come. The cartel will rise. The cure will be tested.] [Survival confirmed. Victory: pending.] [Time: 6 months until the surface is habitable again.] Rosalie West turned her face up to the clean, cold sky. "Okay," she said. "Let them come."

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.

**TIME REMAINING: 60 DAYS. I stared at the number. It hadn’t ticked down from ninety, because that would have taken a month. It had jumped. Beneath the figure, a smaller line read **WINDOW RECALCULATED** and, next to it, **BASIS: RESTRICTED.** The system hadn’t counted the days away. It had revised its projection, and for reasons it would not show me, the horizon had moved closer. I looked at Reyes, but the message stayed where it was.

I carried the jade pendant back to the compound wrapped in the same careful silence that had settled over all of us since the facility collapsed behind us. Cassian's words kept circling through my mind the entire drive home: This isn't the first time the world has ended. The system's own message had confirmed something even stranger. Original Apocalypse Timeline: Invalid. Whatever I thought I understood about my own rebirth, about the strange gift that had carried me through the past several months, none of it felt solid anymore.

In her dream, there had been an announcement such as this one a month before the apocalypse. Everyone had looked forward to the summer where they could get the best tans but instead they’d gotten roasted instead. What does this mean? Violet mused, So it wasn’t a dream? Have I been…reborn? Violet’s nostrils flared with realization as she said those last words, her hands clenching around itself. More memories came rushing back to her. If it wasn’t a dream, then that must have been her past life. In her past life, the heat apocalypse had hit the world. Violet, her husband and his family had been plunged into despair, thoroughly unprepared for the doomsday.

he said. "Yes." "Then tell me." She had rehearsed it for six hours. All of it left her at once. "I died," Nora said. "Seven days before the Fog, I was alive. Forty one days after it, I died at the gate of the Coles' shelter, and a system I had never heard of brought me back. It said a donor had paid for it. It would not tell me who. Until last night." Caleb did not move. "The donor was you," she whispered. "Your remaining life is what is paying for mine. There are thirty one days left."

Evelyn watched until the car disappeared around the corner. She did not know who Damien Cross was or why he wanted to speak with her. But she had learned not to open her doors simply because a stranger sounded confident. She checked the gate lock again, then returned inside. The countdown on her phone showed five days until doomsday. The explosion had changed the city's mood. The authorities were responding, businesses were closing early, and people were already fighting over what they believed might run out next. Evelyn looked toward the darkening sky.

And he did gulp the newborn babe whole. However, what Cronos didn’t expect was that Devour was going to help Zeus, instead of killing him. The skill devoured the impurity in Zeus’ blood and awakened his Universe granted skill – Perpetual Rebirth. Unlike Universal Delay, Perpetual Rebirth didn’t need millennia to awaken. It awoke instantly. But just like Universal Delay, its awakening was unique. And the first thing it did was to cancel Zeus birth, effectively killing the babe!