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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 sat in a corner of his and Priya's condo, staring at the screen in silence for a long while.

Normally, Professions weren't supposed to appear—not with Zarek's current status screen, and not with his current limited Scouting Skill. But this one had appeared. Not only that, but it had kicked out his other Profession all on its own.

Usually, that required an external item of sorts, but this one hadn't cared at all. Zarek couldn't help but wonder if that was part of the reason he had that splitting headache before—was it because of this?

'An S Class Profession to boot… Why does it feel like someone is setting me up for a fall.'

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