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He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another stories!

Zhou Fu was already feeling a little drunk, but the news that Commander Yeongjo had just spoken seemed to have brought his whole consciousness back to normal. “The sentence just goes like that!” Commander Yeongjo replied, still trying to read the next lines. He needed extra concentration because it seemed the sentences were being written down in a very hasty manner. Perhaps it was because Patriarch Yuan Kai was raving about changing topics. "Ah, this has a sequel. Zhou Fu will realize who the master Yokomoya core absorber is, if Zhou Fu meets him again!” said Commander Yeongjo as soon as he succeeded in translating the untidy scribbles of the palace healer.

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.

👿 Ritu stammered nervously, “I’m feeling very sleepy… good night…” And she quickly rushed inside. Adhik watched everything carefully… A devilish smile slowly appeared on his face. 😈🔥

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

I just started praying that if there was a next life, I wanted to be the one to end him in it. Tori and Keefe were both silent. They weren’t going to beg for their lives. We were past the point of no return. I watched in horror as two of the warriors held them down, while the other two warriors' hands changed into claws. The warriors were smirking at me, watching me silently cry for the only people who had loved me enough to try to rescue me. The warriors bent over and dug their claws right into their carotid arteries.

However,that was only the start of her issues. Every day, she planned her retribution with eyes full of rage; she would return, the real her would return. ********************************************** Chapter 1: Although she didn't appear to be interested in her surroundings, her black eyes were always scanning the area. The atmosphere was raucous throughout,making it obvious that it was a birthday celebration. The birthday girl was the happiest of all, and she moved around freely greeting guests. Madison, on the other hand, was simply sitting in a corner and slowly savoring her Apple juice. What was she doing?

Visit Amaze and give my book a review if you enjoy it! About the Author Tamikio L. Dooley is the award-winning author. She is the editor, blogger, project leader, and Spokesperson for Ukiyoto Publishing Editorial Board. She writes fiction of crime, thriller, mystery, fantasy, and paranormal. In her spare time, she writes short stories, poetry, motivational, health books.

“Well then. I just hope that you are prepared, Arius.” Taunting him, yet he likes it to be that way as he never had any fear in his life after dealing with HIM and becoming the death reaper in his book and world. They both finally step out and into the light, as a book is drawn, welcomes them in return with the title and the truth that reads. “Shinzo Dimension.” With the world and not just an ordinary book, but the very beginning and the original one. The pages flip as the words echo.