System Reborn 소설 & 이야기

“Jana, you’re watching me, aren’t you? Let me tell you this, one day, I’ll be even more successful than you were in your last life! Everything you had will end up in my hands! “The system is mine now. My luck will always be better than yours!” I could only shake my head, almost pitying her. Even now, she still believed my success in my previous life had come from the system. The moment it told me luck came at the cost of lifespan, I had completely given it up. I let it lie dormant within me for years. During that time, it tried to tempt me again and again, but I endured through sheer willpower. The system wasn’t some golden advantage. It was a death sentence.

I asked out loud. “You don’t have to speak, Eva. We are one. I know your thoughts, and you will learn to read mine as well. We can silently communicate with each other through a mindlink. You need to get ready. Do you have anything here that you want to take with you?” Meari asked. “No, I don’t. I just want to leave. But were Tori and Keefe reborn, too?” I asked. “Since the Moon Goddess put us back a month’s time. They are fine. They are alive, and since they won’t have to come here to rescue you, they will not be killed. Not until their time comes,” Meari replied. I sagged in relief at hearing that.

I wasn’t just part of the System. I was the System. The reincarnations, the missions, the rewards — all of it had been my own fragmented consciousness rebuilding itself after each death. Every “rebirth” was another layer of programming reactivated. The System’s cold mechanical tone echoed inside my head: [Self-Awareness Threshold Reached. Identity Fusion: 87%.] My knees threatened to give out. “I— I don’t understand,” I whispered. “I’m human. I was human—” “You were human,” the Warden corrected softly. “Until your first death. Your soul was repurposed — converted into the central data core of the survival sequence. You have lived and died eight times, each version refining the code that sust

She pressed her thumb against its face. The light blinked once. Then a line of text appeared across the glass: ARC-THIRTEEN SYSTEM REBOOT: PARTIAL. USER ID: C. ROWEN. STATUS: ADMIN OVERRIDE. Her breath caught. “Admin override accepted.” “Reconstruction phase stable.” “World integrity at 62%.” The words didn’t come from the compass this time. They came from the sky. And somewhere, beneath the false horizon, something shifted. For a long moment, she just stood there, the world humming faintly around her.

After Elodie returned to the real world, it took a while for her to accept that she'd returned to reality. The events with John felt like a dream, yet no matter what, she could not forget them. "Host, your mission reward has been deposited in your account, so you can live the rest of your life without any problems. Go and live your life the way you want." The system's voice appeared out of nowhere, and Elodie nodded. "Also, there's someone who wants to see you, so I've arranged for you to meet."

The world before my eyes began to crumble. The Coronation Hall, the bloodstained throne, Killian’s cooling corpse... Everything shattered like a mirror struck by a heavy hammer, dissolving into countless motes of light. The System’s voice rang out in the void one last time, filled with arrogant charity: [Congratulations on clearing the game. Wish granted: Full Resurrection.] [Disconnecting...] [Game Over.] Route 66, The RV. A violent jolt. I snapped my eyes open.

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

Another wave of amazed praise washed over the room. Keyla motioned for quiet before continuing, "I highly recommend waiting until the final five minutes before the deadline to officially submit. That way, the system can calculate the absolute best options." The crowd erupted in applause and immediately logged in to finish their setups. I could only smile coldly. In my past life, I had accidentally discovered a fatal glitch in that very system. I couldn't wait to see if they'd still be laughing when it triggered. While the room was still buzzing with loud talk about their bright futures, our homeroom teacher, Edward Hopkins, walked in.

> [FINAL ROUND UNLOCKED: REWRITE OR DIE] > [PLAYERS: WILLA ROANE, CORVIN THORNE, SELECTED ALLIES] > [PRIZE: SYSTEM REBIRTH OR TOTAL ERASURE] The last words pulsed in time with the void’s tremors. Rebirth. Or nothing. The pen throbbed once more in my hand, the void answering with a matching shiver, as if the whole system took a breath on our cue instead of the other way around. “Nice, simple stakes,” Jax said weakly. “No pressure.” The Admin’s avatar flickered one last time, split halfway between its old, cold mask and something glitchier, less sure.