The Loop Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bang. A bullet pierced my skull in midair. [Seventh loop over. Player has died.]

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

She caresses her hairs "But I promised you that I won't fall weak. I will be the strongest support of our daughter, as a mother and father both." She kisses on her forehead. Aditya was sitting in his room and dialling his assistant's number "I want you to get information about ZoMeR Law Firm." Saying this he cancels the call

LUCAS It was another day spent working hard, trying the spell Mrs Haughter gave me over and over again. I had tried it hundreds of times, I had even begun to feel the magic in me more than I usually did. Still, the bond bracelet was hung on my wrist, unmoved by all my efforts. Almost as though it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are in this forever”. “I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration.

Beta Dagon said as he excused himself. Please do. Chad contemplated on what to do next, he was tired of the lies and life he has been living. He wished to be near his other and daughter, but everything was within his power. He was in the control, he sighed and walked to the drawer and fished out the ring, it was still glowing as it emits blue lights, Chad smiled as he stared at it before putting in the trouser.

I wouldn't beg. I tuned back into the conversation going on around me. The guys were all yelling at each other. "-smaller, damnit. She's spiraling," Tag snarled up at Thane. "If she talks herself into trying to leave us again, and she's still stuck up on your back, I'm going to slay you myself to get her. Now lean down or something. I'm not letting her stay in that loop." Tag stabbed a finger towards the floor. Thane's body started falling out from under me.

Love. END

The monster's real abilities numbered exactly three. And so did its death conditions: Anyone who learns all three of the monster's abilities will die. Anyone who agrees to or refuses the monster's requests three times in a row will die. Anyone who remains in the loop for three full hours will die. From the moment I opened my eyes and saw those three lines, I had already stepped into a dead end. And yet… a smile curved my lips. Because the loop's limit wasn't three cycles. It was five. And right now, I was only on the fourth.

THEO’S POV The screens glow blue in front of me, numbers and graphs shifting faster than my eyes can follow. I don’t even bother trying to keep up. The system whispers the results in real time anyway, clean, efficient, almost smug. The Loop prototype is alive, and the city doesn’t even know it’s being watched, steered, corrected. Traffic flows like water. Emergency crews are cutting response times in half. Cameras tilt, sensors hum, cars move where they’re told to move, like a choreographed dance.

A single signal. Simple. Consistent. Unchanging. It doesn’t target. It doesn’t adapt. It doesn’t react. It just— Exists. Repeating. Over and over. The presence shifts. Not physically. Conceptually. Like it’s trying to engage. Trying to interpret. But the signal doesn’t change. No matter what it does. No matter how it adjusts. The loop continues. Identical. Unbroken. “They’re probing it,” Aidan says. “Yes.” The presence extends—