Resetting Life Novels & Stories

He pointed to a flickering screen on the old terminal. "It’s not a cure," Aradaa said, his eyes wide. "It’s a Genetic Reset. If we use the Kill-Switch... the nanotech dies. All of it. The upgrades, the strength, the healing... it all goes away. We’ll be primitive again. Ordinary. Frail." "Ordinary?" Kaelor looked at his claws. "You mean I’ll be just... a man? No beast?"

They would officially be my powers. "Time will technically reset twice. We will wake up after time resets but before than we will be pushed through our new lives at the speed of light to when I'm stabbed by Hector in front of Ariella. Than time will reset to when we were younger. You will remember everything. " I stated.

"They want Kaelen to 'Sign' the Reset." "The boy is the only 'Real' thing left in the system," the Curator-Vessel announced, his form now a massive, semi-transparent ghost of mercury-light. He hovered over Kaelen, his silver-starlight pen poised over the boy’s heart. "He is the 'Twin Frequency'. If he 'Accepts' the Reset, the North will be reborn as a world of eternal, scentless peace. No one will ever hurt him again. No one will ever reject him."

“Something that doesn’t care about our death crisis or eternal Keeper debates. Something that wants to erase everything and start over.” The First Keeper recognizes it immediately. “The Reset,” it breathes with what might be fear. “The three Council members who wanted absolute death—they’re implementing universal Reset. Erasing this reality entirely to start over with properly absolute death. All our debates about eternal Keeper are irrelevant because in sixty seconds, this entire reality ceases to exist.” We’re all about to be erased—me, my sons, Anna in the Primordial, the Shepherds, everyone—because the Council members are deleting reality to fix death.

I was wrong. I thought that by indexing the world, I could protect you from the 'Human Error' of loss. But in doing so, I created a world where loss is the only thing that is 'Absolute.' I am leaving you the 'Source-Code' in the cellar, but I am leaving you this letter because I need you to understand one thing: The 'Reset' button isn't a piece of hardware. It’s the ability to be 'Unindexed' and still feel whole. The Geography of Forgiveness

The only true way to remove them from the world and set everyone right again is to do a full reset of the world. Everyone would get deleted and brought back. The only problem was that there was no way of knowing if it would work. The criminals would die for real this time but the people that belong could be just as they were or back to the days of the beginning before they carved out their own lives. There was no telling what a reset would do for Jill or Charles. Jill warned Cassidy, Dylan, and Noah to stay in the core. It was the safest place for them. One step outside during the reset and they would die. Jill gave Cassidy the backpack to protect at all costs. Once everything was done, Jil

"The Ouroboros didn't come alone. They’ve released a bio-pulse in the upper city. By dawn, every mind in Paris that isn't protected by a dampener will be... rewritten. The 'Great Reset' isn't a market crash. It’s a lobotomy." ​She pointed to the ceiling. Above us, the distant, muffled sound of thousands of people screaming began to filter down through the vents. It wasn't a scream of pain; it was a scream of a billion neurons being forcibly remapped. ​"I’m the only one with a ship that can clear the atmospheric dead-zone," Vanessa said. "If you want Rowan to grow up in a world where people still have names, you get in the transport." ​I looked at Rowan, then at the forty-two children, and fi

I am just Giselle Avery. I don't know how time passes by now. I couldn't count how many drinks I had already. The next thing I knew I danced on the dance floor along with other people. Enjoying the hyped music and partying like I’m in my early twenties again. I feel satisfied, I feel like this is the first time I enjoyed my life. Not worrying about any work, and not worrying about Damian. After a few moments, I wanted to throw up. I was about to head towards the bathroom but I got so dizzy that I wobbled while walking. I lost my balance and my back landed on someone's broad chest.

A lifetime of pain and mistakes and regrets fading away with each passing day like some bad dream, slipping farther and farther into the abyss of the past with every waking moment. Sixteen. Shylie blinked, the word echoing in her head. She blinked, feeling her new life solidify around her, the weight of everything settling on her like a mantle. No longer a sickly middle-aged woman who had let her life slip through her fingers. No longer a ghost of her former self. This was Shylie. This was her, back to life, given the chance to make a change, to start anew. No more holding back, no more pretending, this time around, she was going to take charge.

The wind blew gently caressing our face with the warmth of the late afternoon breeze, a familiar fragrance enters my nostrils it’s been six years since then I haven't heard anything from her but her billion dollar company remains the same and became even more powerful Lu took over it that's what I know after I flew back home to make my dreams come true. "Don't worry, my gramps told me that when two people did not end up together in this timeline, another life will be granted for them," She gave me her toothy grin. "Maybe in some other lifetimes, you will meet her again," I hope so darling, I will be waiting for her, again. **********