ANMELDENBlanc stood with his head bowed, masking his emotions under the brim of his hat. Only the slightest hint of respect could be seen in his eyes. His tall frame was draped in a pure white robe that fluttered with the air in the room, giving him an aloof presence.Noir looked even more serious. His dark robe was embroidered with faint golden patterns, and the faint wrath around him disappeared when he got close to Landon. The iron chain in his hand swung lightly, striking the floor with a faint clink. The sound was unusually sharp in the quiet room, carrying an eerie chill. Aria gazed at Blanc and Noir and explained clearly, "I need to get into Netherrealm and check the Reincarnation Record."The instant the words left her lips, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Blanc hesitated, a flicker of doubt and disbelief passing through his eyes.Blanc slowly looked at Aria before lowering his gaze. He didn't dare look at her or Landon as he replied in a low and firm voice, "This isn't go
Landon smiled. "Go ahead. I'm listening."Aria took a deep breath and slowly lifted her head. When she met his gaze, she saw warmth reflected in his indifferent gaze. The dam she had held inside her heart for so long finally began to crack. Her voice was soft, with a faint rasp, as if it carried a whisper from a distant past. Every word was heavy with pain."I've been hiding from you for a long time. My identity isn't as simple as it seems. I wasn't born into the Carver family in this life. I was reborn."When she finished, she watched his face closely, searching for even a hint of shock or doubt. But his expression barely shifted. His gaze flickered for a moment, and his fingers shifted slightly toward her, as calm as ever. Landon didn't interrupt her, merely gesturing for her to continue.Memories from her past life surged into her mind—the misty Mount Hollowlight, fields of rare spiritual herbs and flowers, her fellow apprentices' smiling faces, and her mentor's kind guidanc
Aria no longer felt weak and disoriented. Instead, she had a tangle of questions and fixations she'd been sitting on for a long time. Her thoughts kept circling back to her past life and the deep bond she'd shared with her fellow apprentices from Hollowlight Sect. And underneath all of it sat a theory so unbelievable she hadn't dared look at it head-on, even though she knew she had to. Her gaze drifted to the branches swaying outside the window, but she wasn't seeing any of it. Her mind had already gone back to a few days ago. She had just found out that Fergus and Elijah, who'd woken up remembering everything, were the same fellow apprentices who had once shielded her with their lives. It stirred up a complicated knot of emotions in her chest. Memories she'd buried for ages came flooding back all at once. Back on the peak of Mount Hollowlight, there was the wooden lodge Tobias had built with his own hands. Her fellow apprentices had gathered around her and taught her swordwork
Just as Landon was sure he'd dissolve completely and lose even that last thread of awareness, the invisible force tearing his soul apart stopped cold. The fading silhouette that hung in the air suddenly held firm, and the unraveling froze in place. In the end, heaven's will stayed its hand. It didn't erase him or scatter his soul beyond any hope of return. Those words Landon had spoken about the hearts of the people, about fairness, about a world that actually cared—they'd left a mark somewhere deep inside heaven's cold and ancient core, and that mark wouldn't fade. The punishment had been about authority. But it had let Landon live because of its own doubt. Immediately after, a gentle but irresistible wave of energy wrapped itself around the scattered fragments of Landon's essence before they could drift apart for good. The pale gold specks floating through the air reversed course all at once, pulling back toward him from every direction. His body started filling back in. His
Heaven had never had to think before. It simply had to make decisions. This was the first time, in all the ages since its birth, that it set aside its absolute authority. It had never allowed a single word of dissent. But for the first time, it genuinely asked itself whether the order it upheld so rigidly was the foundation holding the world together—or the wall keeping it shut out from every living thing in it. Countless eons of memories surfaced. There were many beings who fell to their knees in their darkest moments, screaming at heaven and begging to know why things were so unfair. The loyal ones were framed and ruined, while the good ones were dragged through suffering they didn't deserve. Eventually, their eyes had turned cold, hollow, and hopeless. It remembered the ages when corruption ran unchecked, when the cruel held power, and the world was drowning in grief and fury. Heaven had treated all those emotions and cries like nothing. It never cared. But now, spoken thr
The concern in Sam's eyes melted Aria's heart on the spot. She turned her head with effort and gave him a gentle smile. She then said softly, "I'm fine." Sam nodded hard, his shoulders trembling as he sobbed. His fingers were still clenched tight around the edge of her blanket. "As long as you're okay, Boss! You scared me half to death." Outside the room, Zane felt his heart jump when he heard the noise. He walked quickly to the door and peered through the glass window. When he saw Aria with her eyes open, talking to Landon and Sam, the anxiety he'd been carrying for two solid days was finally gone. He turned and gave a firm nod to the Special Missions Unit members waiting at the end of the hallway. But he kept his voice barely above a whisper. "Boss is awake." Those few words hit every one of them at once. Tears welled up in their eyes, and they swallowed back their cheers. With fists clenched tight, their faces were full of joy and relief. Their boss—Aria, who always charged
Master Revelare had said, "Landon possesses extremely great fortune, so great that it will bring upon him an early death."Feeling a surge of helplessness, Titus had let Landon have his way. The Carver family hadn't found their missing granddaughter, anyway. Titus decided they could make the call abo
"We're done here." Aria grabbed her bag. The patient sounded skeptical. "That's all? You haven't even asked me what other symptoms I have aside from a headache and if I'm suffering from any pre-existing conditions. "You didn't even look at the scans on the table before making such a hasty conclusion
People were still gradually entering the outer hall of the villa. Aria was among them, but her attire was obviously unlike what other people were wearing. Clad in a white shirt, jeans, and a maroon baseball cap, she looked like a student who hadn't graduated yet. The bodyguards at the gate stopped h
Abraham widened his eyes in shock, thinking to himself, "It can't be. Does she want to use Mr. York as her test subject? How can she even think of that? Is she trying to get herself killed?"He stepped forward to draw attention to himself and said to Aria, "Why don't you…"Before he could volunteer hi







