Rebirth of a Star: Another Day, Another Drama - Chapter 165 - Kidnapped Again (2)

“I've always thought that the greatest stories are those that End when they should End”.But.Is it really true?Maybe I could be right or maybe wrong who knows.....[◆□◆□◆□◆□◆]BEGINS NOW.....ᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔ“Why me?Why did I have to be the one pulled out of 8.23 billion souls.Maybe there’s no reason.Maybe life picks at random and laughs in your face.So let’s do what we can do now, in this moment stolen from the world I’ll never return to. 'But I wish I could....God I wish I could'.So The only answer left is to keep moving until the end.until then—============================P.S support this lazy ass author. And you might get a cookie.

“Where the f*ck am I?”

One day, he suddenly fell into a world of barbarism and superstition.

“F*ck, I ain’t a savage!”

BLURB> He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance.Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection.With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be.Because when a hivemind learns to love......it doesn’t know when to stop.The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying.SYNOPSISIrvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel.Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck.Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy.Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice.But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame.His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.

I got hit by a truck and woke up in a world unfamiliar to me.[System rebooting… AI core active.][What can I help you with?]With a hologram screen floating before me, Chat GTP, the pinnacle of artificial intelligence.[Combat mode activated.][Here is the steps to create a atomic bomb.][Efficiency: 99.8%. Shall we proceed with conquest?]And with it, I became the most dangerous man in this world.