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I searched his eyes for an answer, but whatever it was lay deep in his heart, a place I couldn’t reach with just my eyes. “She was brought back to life,” he revealed. “Elena?” My heart hammered as her name escaped my mouth. “No, Rhoda. She was returned from the dead by the moon goddess. And now my brother won’t rest until he finds her killer,” he answered. It was more relieving to hear Rhoda was back to life than Elena. Not that it did any good for both of us, but at least, it wouldn’t be on my side to struggle from the beginning again. I sighed, shaking my head as thoughts evaded it. “So what’s going happen. Everything’s in place, you need to do something,”

"This isn't an illusion. It's reincarnation." Holding his hand, she tightened her grip slightly and explained to him patiently, word by word, her voice soft but clear, piercing the fog of time and untying the doubts in his heart: "In the calamity at Ethereal Lumin Hold, you protected the sect, and your soul was gravely damaged. But you fell into reincarnation, carrying the memories of your previous life—reincarnation and rebirth."

He was even more intrigued when he learned that I could ride, something I knew his son and grandson didn't do because of their fear of horses. Of course, I rode like his father, according to him, and I was beginning to think that Sal may have regressed into some psychotic drama in which I was his long-gone father returned. Ah yes, reincarnazione. He did use that word the first time we met. It's time to play up that angle to my advantage.

I wondered if Athara's spirit had found its way back to me, unwilling to let go. In the midst of my contemplation, a peculiar memory surfaced, one that I had brushed aside until now. It was a conversation I had with Athara years ago, a hypothetical discussion about reincarnation and the possibility of love transcending lifetimes. Athara had been fascinated by the idea, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and longing. Could it be that her words had manifested into our reality? Could love truly transcend death, bringing Athara back to me in the form of Eliana? The idea seemed both extraordinary and bittersweet.

The other had eyes like still water. Eventually, the younger man stormed off. The other turned toward me. "Human," he said. "How are you?" I swallowed hard. "Who are you? Where am I?" "The underworld. The land of the dead." "Am I in hell?" He didn’t answer right away. "You’re not going anywhere. You ended your life before your time," he said. "Then why am I still here?" "Because of me," he replied. "You were meant to vanish, but I intervened. I’m giving you a second chance. You’ll return to the human world as a soul reaper."

It was as if he were telling Aria he would listen no matter how impossible it might sound. Aria saw the walls finally come down, and the ache in her chest cut even deeper. She shifted in her seat and let her voice go gentler. But she kept every word clear and sure, carrying warmth that felt like it had traveled across a thousand years. She began to tell him the story that reincarnation had buried. "Percy, in your past life, you were the fourth apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect." The words hit him, and his heart lurched hard, as if a key had just slid into a lock hidden somewhere inside his soul and turned. The fragmented visions that had been trickling through his mind erupted all at once,

Furthermore, his inherited knowledge of his past life was mostly miscellaneous, not very useful. However, even if it was only a little, that was enough to make the difference between him and other kids of his generation because the small fragments he remembered included part of his own past life's death, the pain, impotence, and regret he felt in those memories aren't something that normal kids would understand because it seemed unreal.

It would stay. This was to keep the Viedanise alive until help comes. After all, once the seal of this world is removed, all these spirits would be able to reincarnate in the real world. Something that can't happen in this world." "Reincarnation? Reincarnation is real?" KuLaa asked in bewilderment. The humans wrote about these strange phenomena and she had always seen it as the wide imagination of the writers. Hmm, it seems these humans hide the truth within lies. KuLaa mumbled to herself.

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