Reborn Off The Rails With Bestie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Rebel and Siddharth were best friends, they had the same teacher who was Rebel's grandfather, however during their training years it was Siddharth who would always beat Rebel in the game, creating a high opinion and position for himself in his grandfather's heart As a result Siddharth rose to fame quicker and was more feared, however Rebel fell out with his grandfather for having favoured Siddharth more and he left the country to join the other world. That was why he harboured concealed feelings to snatch away everything that Siddharth had

"But it was because I had physically died that I could finally be with you forever. You couldn't see me, but I was with you every day. I was heartbroken when I saw you in so much pain. "I know the old Jeannie has let you down, but I swear, I didn't hurt you. The real Jeannie would only ever love you." Jeannie's explanation left my mind reeling. Her story was the stuff of fantasy. The Otherworld, a hostile entity—it was all so bizarre. "And we're reborn because…?" "It's the System's way of making it up to me after my body was taken over," Jeannie answered matter-of-factly. So I was reborn because Jeannie had made a deal with the System.

She and Jonathan, along with Zoey and Xavier, all went out together on a double date. Claire sighed, her voice heavy. "I'm afraid the odds aren't in Zoey's favor." Then, it hit me. In my past life, those three had taken my life and stolen my children. Why hadn't I ever thought about revenge since I was reborn?! I felt hatred, yes. But more than that, it was fear, hesitation, and a sense of inferiority. But now, the situation was different from my past life. We weren't powerless. We could still go up against Sophie.

All of a sudden, the black-robed elder said, “I’ll lend you the power of the Marciais Combat Form. Go to the next level.” Meanwhile, Rebella, who was in the fourth layer of Forladtt Land, had lived through many years. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She had recovered her physical body. Her injuries had also healed. However, when she broke free from the restrictions and landed on the ground, she was shocked by the scene. The ground was filled with corpses and broken limbs. It was a horrifying scene. The living beings, whose cultivation was completely absorbed, had distorted faces. Their fearful expressions stunned Rebella.

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

Not once did they smile. By the end, I wanted to walk out. But I didn’t. Because as much as I loathed them, I realized something. This body had been forged in rejection, in striving for impossible approval. It had been honed in fire. And fire was exactly what I needed. As the car drove me home, I stared out at the city lights, my reflection a stranger in the tinted glass. My old life had been stolen by people I trusted. This new one had been crushed beneath people who never cared.

My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I thought it would crack them. ​With shaking fingers, I snatched my phone off the nightstand. The screen was perfectly smooth. I checked the top corner, and the breath completely left my lungs. ​The date stared back at me. It was fourteen months before the car crash…before they murdered me for my company. ​I was back. I had somehow come back from the dead. ​Knock. Knock. ​"Raya? Are you awake?" ​The door opened slightly, and Keila peeked inside. She was wearing a soft pastel robe, a sweet, innocent smile on her face.