Novel & Cerita Reborn X Tsuna

“Why am I here?” “You are Luna. Living in my body,” the voice from earlier replied. “I am Alara. The moon goddess has given you a second chance. You and I now own this body. You will have to live my life. You can't tell anyone that you aren't me. You have to promise. Please.” She was begging, and the sound of it brought tears to my eyes. “Then what happens to you?” I asked, and she didn't reply again. I didn't know how I was supposed to be living a life that wasn't mine. How was I supposed to fit in? How long could I keep the cover?

"Be careful. Coming out in weather like this takes guts. Are you…" "Just wanted to wake myself up," I said, a little embarrassed. "It was too stuffy indoors." He probably caught the scent of alcohol on me. "Same here. Trying to clear my head. The upcoming tactical simulations are a nightmare," he replied. "I'm Hunter Youngblood, a junior." "Willow Sage, a freshman." "I know you," he said, nodding. "You did really well in the Snowfield Tracking and Scent Marking classes." I froze for a second. "You've heard about me?"

- He said. - No. – He said, lunging towards him to be stopped by Tsuki who was kicking him, being transported by another portal, being in front of him with that delivering a series of punches. - You are treacherous. - He tried to fight back. - We can only bring to life what remains dead, we can bring what has not moved on. – Erebos said. They exchanged blows of magic, throwing each other towards them. – He never loved you, if he did, he wouldn't have been reincarnated. – He said, giving a low blow towards you with threads of energy involving him.

“If the serpents thrive on whispers, we drown them in our own.” Serina’s lips curved. “You’re learning.” At dusk, Cassian returned, his mood shadowed. Serina noticed immediately. “What is it?” she asked. He hesitated. “Nothing that matters.” “Lie better,” she said gently. He sighed, looking down. “Someone sent me a message about you.” Serina’s expression didn’t change. “And you burned it.” “Yes.” “Then it’s over.” He looked up, meeting her eyes. “But it said something strange. About your rebirth.”

My hands pressed against the cool floor as my lips trembled, the word slipping from me in a whisper of disbelief. “Reborn?”

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

In just a few minutes that they were rejoicing over their victory He had suddenly turned indestructible? They watched as his height soared above the trees and his roar made some trees go off their roots. They gathered courage and tried fighting but there were just like ants in his eyes. Wherever part of his body their nails slit, that place regenerated itself and covered up. That was when they realized Alpha Sebastian was an Immortal werewolf. There was nothing they could do anymore to challenge an immortal so they surrendered. After making sure to clear the entire village of all existing vampires, Sebastian returned back to the scene of the murder. He quickly loosened the ropes used to tie

"Wow, where am I? Why does this room look so much like my college dorm from back in the day?" "Wasn't I supposed to be critically wounded by the Transcendence Realm BOSS Black Dragon King and meet my end, and yet here I am alive?" "Hey, where's my storage ring? Where's my Immortal Mansion? Why do I have nothing at all?" ... Ten minutes later. After several confirmations, Sebastian finally understood. He had been reborn. Back to ten years ago. That year, he had just finished the college entrance examination and was about to start his freshman year. Nineteen years old, full of youthful vigor.

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"Drop it!" I stepped out of the shadows, roaring at him. Tony jumped, almost dropping his phone. Then he saw it was me and flashed a mouth full of yellow teeth: "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Back from the dead? Perfect timing. That psycho butcher is still offering a price for your head.Gonna get a good price this time." He thought I was still that little girl he used to beat and yell at, the one who’d just cry in the corner.