SUPER_WEIRDO

*Excerpt*

"I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!'
I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'.
"A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10,"

"Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?"
I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound!
you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison.

"Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well."
Ah, my last life but she will never know.

"f*ck!"

"No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything,"

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Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends.
Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again.
The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances.
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When I growup

Could he not leave me pretending to be ignorant?!

I just wanted to live a safe life and recover in peace. Why is it that he… they; have to mess up everything? Wait a little longer, allow me to gain enough strength, allow me not to be so weak that even a Celestial, if they wanted to, can crush me like a bug.

To make it worse, those things are out there, both the one I had eaten to help me recover a bit and the one that had injured me before. To guard myself and those I cared about would be a bit too much.

When I died in the last life, how was it possible?

To save them, to hide from those who had finally found me.

How did I even forget during that time wondering before I woke up as a baby in this body?

So much painstaking efforts, is it not for those males who had done so much for me in my past life living in the shell?

Yet, this brother… he had to try to tear my face and expose everything? Why?

Adapt or evolve