Upgraded Space: Thrive In Apocalypse Reborn Novels & Stories

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

My pulse pounds in my ears but I force myself to keep moving. Don't stop. Don't look just keep walking. The fire bulbs continue leading me forward. Yet the deeper I travel, the worse everything becomes, the houses begin to decay, wood hangs from walls, doors swing open, broken windows resemble jagged teeth. The smell of rotting flesh thickens, something wet squelches beneath my shoe, I look down and instantly regret it, a decayed hand lies on the ground. Its fingers curl upward as though reaching for help, a scream climbs my throat, I swallow it.

“I will take care of you and the kids as long as you live. Just stay here and be a mom, the mom you want to be.” Sabrina smiles. “Can we afford it? I mean, we just bought the house and the new car. Don’t we need my paycheck?” “We haven’t so far. Just stay home and you care for them, I’ll care for us,” Poseidon offers. Sabrina smiles and agrees. Back at Sanguis Packhouse, Titan is trying to get out the door back to Armius and his family. “T, we have the plans for the neutral zone improvements,” Adrian stops him.

Terror doesn’t even consider it for a second before answering "Are you fucking insane?” He demanded, “The atmoshell doesn't extend to outside the hull." "We both have inhuman vitality, I bet we have a good chance of lasting a while out there. Plus, we'd be that much closer to your cabin." "But we’d still be exposing ourselves to the harsh unforgiving cosmos, do you known how many different things out there could kill us depending on which quadrant we’re passing through?" "The body is far more resilient than you might think,” Nya stated, “all we really need are rebreathers, and we can make it,"

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

Soph is very tired, but she needs to eat, so the dinner is light, but with plenty of high protein meat. “It also means that it will take much longer for you to be able to go through the rejection ritual.” Hyperion said, which is something that we all already know. On the one hand, I'm happy, but on the other I'm scared. We don't know how strong the curse is able to or will become. I look at Soph and see her close her eyes. I quickly get up and take her in my arms. Her breathing is still steady as she leans her head on my shoulder. As much as she wants to stay awake, her body is very fragile and desperately needs the rest.

Pain flared, but now it was sharp and cold — no longer soft and naive. “You see clearly now. Use it. Trust only what you can control.” I nodded. I would. No more blind loyalty. No more misplaced kindness. Survival first. The interface pulsed, bright and insistent. I stared at the task: [Task: Gather basic survival supplies. Reward: Evolution Points + Inventory Expansion] I exhaled slowly, letting the weight of it settle. This wasn’t just training anymore — this was preparation. The apocalypse would come, and I wouldn’t have the luxury of perfect conditions. I needed everything I could get.

The moment I was blasted awake by nonstop phone calls, I knew I had been reborn. I smashed my phone into pieces without hesitation. In my previous life, Elijah Cook had courted disaster. He secretly embedded pirated software bought online into the security program. The security system collapsed under a virus attack, and the cryobank began to warm. He cried and begged me to save him. I knew that the cryobank had just received the last vial of sperm from a powerful heir who had become infertile. It was his final chance to have a bloodline

She was not entirely back but given a chance to live once again, as someone else but with the same name as hers. Yes, as you have read. Your thinking was right. She reincarnated once again, given her endless dullest life in her past life a hope to make a new and meaningful light in the apocalypse. Apocalypse, even though it was very close to being too dull, at least she could predict who would stab her in the back for the reason of surviving in this cruel world. The Humans that live in this world where the apocalypse started a month ago have reasons to betray their close ones; Family, best friends, and even lovers. These three characteristics were often used to feed them into zombies to have