Unscramble Rebirth Novels & Stories

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

He kept his head lowered, continuing to block me without saying a single word. I clutched my pocket knife as I warily asked him, "What the hell do you want?" He raised his head to look at me. He had a complicated emotion swirling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he called out my name. I didn't say a single word in response. I wondered if he was going to beg me to empathize with Frank and Madison again. "You were reborn, weren't you?" My expression morphed into one of shock upon hearing his words. I whipped around and tried to make a break for it.

into a "Re-Birth." "Don't just 'Destroy' it, Dominic," Avery commanded, her body "Pressing" against his back, her "Somatic-Heat" "Overloading" the "Chilly-Logic" of the clearing smoke. " 'Graft' the 'New-Seed' into the 'Void.' Turn the 'Mortgage' into 'Marrow'."

On the golden casket was inscribed "the reborn" Rumours, myths and legends of some Reborn who can influence where their souls end up in the next life, be it forward or backwards in time. This sort of non-linear nature is hinted at as a sort of decided element rather than as a confirmed automatic fact. Which is a great way to go about doing it depending on what the person wants. The fact that the Reborn have access to Gift of Years which grants access to Supernatural Merits which also lets them take the Sorcerer Merits. It means that while they won't have the super blatant world-shattering power of saying the main splats, the fact is they can, in time, be pretty powerful when it comes to affe

Annabel forced her eyes open, her gaze meeting Elijah’s. “What… did we do?” she whispered. He didn’t answer. His expression said everything. Behind them, a faint glow began to pulse where the altar had been. A single word etched itself into the ground beneath the glow, a warning that sent chills down their spines: Rebirth.

Kat breathed, watching with a morbid fascination. Ruben glanced up, his eyes glowing the same as Batton’s blood. “It is a rebirth.” He said in a controlled voice, making Kat realise he was concentrating and to be quiet. As Batton’s head slumped forward in his last moments Ruben grabbed him by the short hair upon his head and yanked his head back, opening his mouth. At the same time Ruben took his own wrist into his mouth and savaged it, tearing open a wound before holding it above Batton’s mouth and letting the new blood drip in.

I walked into my home, head held high, ready to shape a future that no one would ever steal from me again. The End.

She put the name at the darkest corner of her mind and hoped to never remember it again. One can only become a Reborn when one is dying. The brains of humans is said to be alive some minutes before it dies with the body. The brain is, therefore, transferred into an artificial body. The memories, thoughts and freewill remain with the Reborn when they are woken.

The memories of her past served as a guiding light, illuminating her path forward. Sabrina's realization of her past as a baby carried profound significance. It symbolized not only her resilience and ability to rise from the ashes, but also the cyclical nature of her existence. Just as the phoenix emerged stronger after each rebirth, she too had the potential to reclaim her power and rise anew. ‌