The Cycle: Reborn Novels & Stories

My head felt light, "Tokyo? He just ran away? The Richard I know doesn't just run away. He fights. He doesn't accept defeat." I thought about my past life, the one I had been reborn from. I had come back three years in time to fix everything, but the story was changing. It was nothing like the usual script I had remembered. Richard was gone. Eleanor was dead, and Katherine is lurking in the shadows. Was it that easy to be finally free? "Maybe he finally gave up," Michelle suggested, sounding relieved. "Maybe he's really scared of my brother." "Maybe," I whispered. But deep down, a chill ran through me. It felt too easy. It felt like a lie.

Inside a Cultivation chamber, is where everything starts again. Inside the room, a foolish plan was foiled easily by the settings of the Reap System. It protected its partner as they both slept to get ready for the future and Ren's awakening. Ren was not the same as the others within this place. His soul had been reborn countless times as he regathered his strength and fixed the damage of those who cause trouble over the Primordial Palaces. The Reap System was something obtain from his original life while exploring the secret of his family. Its' ties to the Reaper Palace that Ren was a part of continue to become apparent with each rebirth.

“This is only the beginning of the new you, moon-born. The collapse took the old Kai. The breeding and these quiet days are giving us the real one. Ours completely.” Thorne’s arm tightened around me. “And we will keep you this way. Soft. Bred. Loved in our dark way.” Cassian simply nodded, his steady presence the final anchor. “Tethered. Always.” I closed my eyes, letting their warmth and scents surround me completely. The rebirth was no longer fragile. It was taking root. Deep. Permanent. Mine - because it was theirs.

Their scars burned brighter than ever, a constant reminder of the burdens they carried. And then, the whispers returned—not from the thread, but from the void itself. “Makers,” the voices said, layered with countless others. “You have chosen rebirth. But know this: The cycle cannot be broken. Creation leads to destruction, and destruction leads to creation. You will face these trials again—and again—and again. Until the end of time.” Selene shuddered, her light wavering slightly. “Is that supposed to comfort us? Because it doesn’t.”

I said, though the chain was already showing me possibilities I didn't like. "We trigger universal rebirth intentionally. Before the Devourer can escape. Before entropy wins." His form solidified slightly, showing us images in his flames. "A controlled big bang. Everything ends, yes, but immediately begins again. Fresh. Clean. Without the Devourer because it would be caught in the renewal, transformed like everything else." Kieran stepped forward, drawn to the phoenix fire. "You're talking about killing everyone." "I'm talking about rebirthing everyone. Every consciousness, every soul, every spark of existence—reborn in a universe without the threat of entropy's avatar."

“In that case, the person who invested in Ferra Film Group, became Jewell Corporation’s shareholder, and went to Country R three months ago is Eliza. Then who was the Reborn who appeared in the US six years ago?” “Yes. The first appearance of Reborn six years ago definitely wasn’t Eliza.” Ken nodded quickly. As expected of Young Master Jewell, he could grasp the essential points from a pile of mixed and complicated information.

Which is kind of weird? "Too hasty Aurken, I just gave you an overview for you to understand, the third type I mentioned, which is being reborn with half of one's original age consume, can also drain one's necro if the necro of a reborn is not enough. So talented reborn of this class is because being able to provide the necessary amount of necro in their reborn state, means they have massive amounts of necro." A voice from a seemingly old man. "So basically, what you're trying to say doc is-"

For a fleeting moment, a genuine spark of sorrow flickered within his gaze before being swiftly overshadowed once more by the madness of his intellectual obsession. “Your mother was dying, Liora. Cancer was eating her away from the inside, slowly and painfully. Julian Thorne came to me with a solution: The Rebirth Programme.” He wanted to bring Catherine back from the dead, and I wanted to save the woman I loved. We worked together to design a vessel capable of holding a complete ‘consciousness pattern’, transmitted through complex neural stimulation. “But you failed,” Liora interrupted sharply. “We did not fail! We simply ran out of time!” Lucas roared, his voice echoing loudly throughout t

“Perfect. The stepbrother is out. Now I’ll take the child and the mother.” I clutched my newborn son to my chest with one arm, golden power flaring weakly. I was exhausted, still knotted to Damon, leaking cum and birth fluids, completely vulnerable. Victor reached for my baby. Anger like I’d never felt exploded through me. The mountain responded and the entire chamber lit up with blinding golden light. Runes blazed across every surface. The voice of the mountain entity roared through my mind: “The True Alpha is born. The cycle will be reset.”

“You will become bound to a mortal form, and the knowledge of your past will lie dormant, until the soul awakens.” Jaeni's voice was strong, carrying a gratitude so deep it ached. “Thank you, Selene. I swear upon the moon’s light that I will honor this vow, binding my silence to your command.” Selene raised her hands, and a soft light surrounded Jaeni. “Then you shall be reborn, but with no memory of what you were, nor what you lost. You will be given a new vessel, one young but unclaimed. Azmariah will live again.”