Rewriting Life Novels & Stories

Finally, she found the real earrings inside the lining, gleaming back at her. "You…" She collapsed onto the couch. "When did you find out?" I folded my arms and thought for a moment. "I knew back in my last life." Mom scrambled backward in fear. "Irene, I was wrong. Please forgive me. Put the earrings on yourself. I can't take this anymore." She dropped to her knees. I was the only one who could save her now. If I put the earrings on, our lives would swap, and she would instantly recover. However, I wasn't stupid.

It definitely was not a dream. In several webnovels, the essence of a rewrite was to change the major plots, and most commonly, the ending- especially saving the original story's main character. He shuddered, realizing the terrifying conclusion. He had been sent here, armed with all the knowledge of future events, to act as the crazy prince's guardian angel. As Keith moved to walk past him, Mars stepped directly into his path. "I'm going with you," he declared. Keith raised a brow, half-amused, half-annoyed by the obstruction. "Let me go with you," Mars pleaded, his light blue eyes wide and earnest.

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ” “ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ”

It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey. My thoughts returned to the day of the accident. The surgery was successful, bringing an end to my tragic life.

The way Kai had once held my hand under the blood moon, promising me forever in a voice that still echoed in my dreams. Now, after finally claiming my crown and my place in history, after becoming someone who mattered I had to surrender it all. I had never imagined that the ultimate sacrifice would be giving up not just my life, but the very meaning I had built from that life. I breathed in slowly, "Then I will alter my beginning. Rewrite the story of my becoming. For the sake of all who might live if I choose to let go of who I am." The words felt like death and birth happening simultaneously.

Leto replied, "Mr. Prewett Senior is extremely ill right now. If I cure him, I'll end up losing ten years of my life." Adam was stunned, to say the least. In the past, he had heard stories about experts draining their life essence just to heal those who were grievously injured. He never would've thought that doctors would also lose their lifespans just by treating patients who were severely ill. What should he do now? Adam didn't hesitate to kneel before Leto. He begged, "Adept Mabry, please! I'm begging you! Please save my grandfather!" Frederick began persuading Leto as well. "Please help my friend out, Adept Mabry."

The once-privileged heirs, cut off from their powerful families, had since sunk into lives of quiet misery. Upon hearing that, Mia raised her hand to stop the conversation. “That’s enough. It’s not good for the baby.” They were nothing more than parts of the past. And Mia was walking toward a better future.

"Apologies, but I don't want a man who's poor, impotent, and useless either." I had thought that Timothy would throw a fit of rage. However, he just smacked himself in the face and said, "You're right. I am useless. I didn't cherish what I had. I'll do anything you want as long as you forgive me." "I'm never going to marry someone who betrayed me in both lifetimes, Timothy. I'll never forgive you either." Timothy was shocked. "You… How could this be? Were you reborn, too?" I had no need to pretend in front of him anymore. "Yes, I was reborn. I've never forgotten how you treated me in my previous life. Just looking at you makes me sick to the core!"

My silence only angered Vivian as she sneered at me, "Jason put on a suicide act, so now you're copying him too? You're a grown man. Why are you still acting the same as before?" I still said nothing. Or maybe it was better to say I simply did not know what to say. I didn't know whether Jason had truly wanted to die, but when I couldn't reach my asthma medication, I had truly wanted to die. I suddenly felt there was nothing worth living for anymore. I had failed at everything; whether as a husband, a father, or a son. But now, I finally saw things clearly after Death's ice-cold hands brushed through my skin. I had spent my life thinking about everyone else, yet I had kept neglecting myself.

I simply regarded our encounter that night as a dream and never actually thought about seeking him out. I'd foolishly assumed that as long as I was diligent in looking after my marriage, I could continue to live an ordinary, peaceful life. It wasn't until I was at death's door in my previous life that I'd realized how rotten the marriage I'd painstakingly tried to hold together already was on the inside. I wiped away the tears that had gathered at the corners of my eyes and smiled at Hayden. "I regret my previous decision, Hayden. I want to divorce him." My words left Neil dumbstruck.