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I hesitated but recounted the strange encounter, describing Ryan’s unsettling words and sudden
disappearance.
Lirian exchanged a worried glance with Ethan.
Ethan straightened and grabbed a stack of documents from the car.
“I’ll strengthen the patrols immediately,” he said, his tone brisk. “We can’t risk letting the situation spiral any further. I’ll lead the warriors myself.”
As he turned to leave, an inexplicable wave of panic surged through me.
My vision blurred, and my head spun as if an invisible force was tugging at my consciousness.
A faint whisper, indistinct yet insistent, echoed in my mind. Stop him. Don’t let him go.
Before I could make sense of it, my knees buckled.
Darkness closed in as I collapsed to the ground, my hand instinctively reaching for Ethan’s sleeve.
His voice, tinged with alarm, was the last thing I heard before everything faded.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a familiar place–a garden bathed in ethereal light.
The vibrant colors of the flowers and the tranquil hum of the breeze stirred a memory buried deep
within.
I gasped, recognizing it instantly.
This is where I met the Moon Goddess when I was reborn.
The realization sent a jolt through me.
Was I dead again? Had I failed? Panic gripped me as I looked around, searching for answers.
Do not be afraid,” a soft, melodic voice said.
I turned to see hier.
e Moon Goddess stood amidst the blooms, her presence radiating a calm so profound it
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momentarily stilled my racing thoughts.
She was as beautiful as I remembered, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall, her eyes shimmering with ancient wisdom.
“You have done well, child,” she said with a serene smile. “In this life, you have begun to claim what you deserve. You’ve found those who love and support you. That is no small feat.”
Her words washed over me, soothing yet confusing.
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“Am I dead?” I asked hesitantly,
The goddess chuckled lightly, shaking her head.
Sophia. Your time in the mortal realm is not over. But the choices you make now will determine
path you walk.”
She stepped closer, her gaze piercing yet kind.
You stand at a crossroads. Two paths lie before you.”
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding. “What are they?”
The first,” she began, “is to embrace the happiness that awaits you with Lirian. If you choose this path, you must step away from the chaos surrounding Ryan, Linda, and Arman. Leave their fate to the hands of others. Focus on your own joy and peace.”
Her tone shifted, growing heavier.
“The second path is to pursue the truth behind Ryan’s dealings. But know this–such a path is fraught with danger. Your pursuit will bring you face–to–face with great trials, and it may cost you dearly. Even your life.”
I thought for a moment, weighing the enormity of the choices before me, and chose the second, option without hesitation.
This time, I couldn’t afford to waver.
After living this life again, I had grown far more sensible.
The reckless naivety that once guided my decisions had long been cast aside.
Exrry mistake, every ounce of pain I endured in my past existence had etched itself into my soul,
arpening my understanding of the world and its delicate balance.
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wasn’t living for myself anymore.
The stakes had risen beyond my own happiness or survival.
This world, for all its imperfections, had also revealed to me its unparalleled beauty.
The bonds we shared, the fleeting moments of peace, the hope for a better tomorrow–they were worth protecting.
The thought of it being swallowed whole by Ryan’s darkness sent a cold shiver down my spine.
Worse yet, the idea of others suffering the same fate I once did–poisoned, mutilated, and stripped of hope–was unbearable.
Tll do whatever it takes to prevent that from happening.” I declared, my voice ringing with a strength I hadn’t realized I possessed.
The Moon Goddess, her form shimmering with an otherworldly glow, smiled at me with quiet approval.
Her presence was soothing, a balm to my weary heart.
“Your resolve confirms the wisdom of my decision to give you another chance,” she said, her voice ayered with the echoes of countless centuries.
She raised a graceful hand, and the space around us shimmered.
A vision unfolded before me, vivid and raw.
I watched the aftermath of my death in my previous life play out like a cruel, unrelenting nightmare.
The underground war between Ethan and Ryan’s factions had reached a catastrophic peak.
Ryan, reduced to a shadow of his former self, had been cornered and forced to confess his crimes.
Yet, his grip on his followers had already slipped, and those loyal to his twisted ideology had unleashed their final weapon–a poison so devastating that it nearly brought the werewolf world to
its knees.
Ethan, ever the selfless protector, had stepped forward as the last line of defense.
He fought with everything he had, dismantling the remnants of Ryan’s empire piece by piece.
But the cost was unimaginable.
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Gravely wounded, he had secured a fragile peace only to succumb to his injuries shortly after.
His sacrifice had earned him a place among the legends, his name etched in the annals of history
alongside our parents.
