Novel & Cerita Remake Our Life Characters

I want to go there and learn to how to fight. I don’t know where Gladys is, I think I might have lost her but since I met her out of the danger range, she should be fine… I saw Ox carts passing through the borders as I was mindlessly walking and ran towards it. It seems the villagers are leaving the village. I managed to board one of the carts so that I might go to my destination aka The Death Hub… This time, I’m coming back to the city as Deirdre… I don’t need anyone to correct my name. I no longer have the identity crisis of who is Dove and Deirdre … I’m now Deirdre.

Maery gave him an odd look, “Advanced? That tech has existed for decades...” Levi pretended not to have heard the other’s jab, “We’ll make an egg cell of your brother’s DNA in the lab, and I shall generously donate my swimmers, and then we can rent a uterus…” Maery kept patiently nodding, with a gentle smile on her face, “And where do you intend to get that done?” Levi produced the first candidate he remembered from the top of his head due to their company having the highest customer satisfaction rating, “ReLife.”

"Different how?" Xander opened his eyes. They were brown. Plain, beautiful, exhausted brown. "It’s not a debt anymore, Sara. When we looped the signal, we turned the money into a 'Life-Credit.' It can't be traded, and it can't be stolen. It’s tied to the person's heartbeat. Everyone has exactly what they need to survive. No more, no less." "You made us all equal," I whispered. "No," Xander smiled weakly. "We made us all human."

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

I trailed after Joe into the so-called 'new home. The place was decorated in his usual minimalist style, all cold tones and sharp lines—just like him. Through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see Ivy's villa next door. The layout, the colors, even the furniture—it was practically identical. Catching my pause, Ivy laughed lightly. "Looks like we should knock down the wall between our houses. That way we'll be like one big family." To celebrate the move, Ivy suggested dinner at a nearby high-end French restaurant.

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

I would swallow a few bites of cold leftovers, then shut myself in my room. The glow of the computer screen lit the dark while I wrote code and debugged my competition project. The comments never stopped mocking me. [Oh, look, the fake heir's working hard. I bet he loves his job at the coffee shop.] [Typing on a computer like you're the next Steve Jobs? Give it a rest.] [Getting a taste of working-class life, huh? Probably good to get used to it early. That's about as far as you're going to go anyway.]

Their faces changed from shock, to recognition. “I need your help to stop our pack from tearing not only each other, but also the human town apart.” I got up, and poured each of us a drink. After handing them theirs, took mine, and sat down again. We sat looking at each other in silence for a couple of minutes. “You say that in the first life we had a son called Kai. Did we also have him in our second life?” Daniel was the first to speak.

"You want me tamed like Third here? What are you going to do? Kill me like you did her and erase my memories?" "I might just do that." Yomi had a manic grin on his face. For once in his presence, she felt downright terrified. Third frowned at what the crazy woman said. Did the Creator really do that to her? She glanced warily at the Creator for the first time. She knew she was a Reborn but now that she thinks about it, her past life was always a blank in her memory. The other two Reborn remembered their past lives and worked as government agents but not her.

Each beat faded, as if someone were slowly lowering the volume. Then everything I had lived through here rushed past in shattered, glittering fragments. Twenty-one years in the Great Wayland Dynasty. I had been reborn into this body before I could even form words. I had four targets. The System had laid out the rules with brutal clarity: earn Absolute Affection from any one of them, and the version of me in my original world would be cured of the terminal illness waiting there like a sealed door. Four chosen men, brilliant and untouchable, upheld the nation. Every one of them came to hate me to the bone because of the heroine. This was not the kind of hatred that sought explanations or apolo