Awespec

A fourth chance at life. The last chance. 

One would think that Rebirth came with a get out of jail free card, but not when you weren't the only one. Thrust into a world with other Rebirthers hidden in plain sight, the reset button wasn't as convenient for Zarek to use. 

Worst yet, this comedic system attached to his hip didn't seem as friendly as its banter suggested. Almost like a lurking demon breathing over his shoulder, it steered things from the shadows, pulling on his life in ways even his sensitivity to twists in time couldn't allow him to account for. 

Even so, Zarek pushed forward. With his third Rebirth Talent used up, his Talent Slots were empty and his other stats had regressed as time ebbed away at who he was little by little... 

But he had a plan. 

Somehow, he had to keep it hidden from the other Rebirthers, taking paths they would never expect, and adjusting when their Rebirths interfered with his own. 

This time, though... on his final shot... he would definitely succeed. 

For the sake of finding out the truth behind this antagonistic system... For the sake of protecting the girl that had given up everything to remain by his side...

For the sake of himself.

Third Rebirth: Godsfall Apocalypse

Zarek strolled into Marx's office. He could already see the light in the latter's eyes, but he still asked the question with a casual flair.

It had been a day since they last saw one another. After waking up the night before last, Zarek went ahead and cleared the remaining Godsfall Tears in the region.

He knew that Marx would have figured it out by now, but he still let him sit with it for an extra day so he could really feel it.

Zarek smiled innocently. "Know what?"

"That it would be so useful to me? You couldn't possibly have known that."

Allies