Chapter: Chapter 823Alex did not argue.He wandered along the glass instead, hands behind his back, and read every little price card, moving his lips."No touching unless you're buying," Gina said."I'm only reading! Is that wrong?" Alex said."It's wrong for you to even walk in here. Poor people have no right to set foot in this place.""Do you know how arrogant you are, judging people like that?" Alex asked mildly. "You're not rich yourself.""Maybe not. But I'm still much richer than you."Alex nodded to himself, as if that settled it, and turned for the door."That's right, sweetheart, off you go," Gina called after him. "This place isn't for you. Try the stalls on the fish quay. That's more your place.""Is that jacket meant to be vintage?" said one of the other shop girls. "So desperate to look rich."The shop laughed.Round the corner, out of sight of the windows, he took out his old phone."Natasha. Larkspur's, on the high street. Come. Hurry. Bring money. I want to buy something.""Yes, sir. I'm
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Chapter: Chapter 822Alex did not move.He sat slumped in the corner of the cellar with his head against the stones, and in the light from the doorway his face was perfectly white."No," Serena said. "No, no, no."She was on her knees beside him before she knew she had crossed the floor. Along the walls the family pressed back and screamed, sure the Brotherhood had come for them at last: the Baroness, Gideon, Marissa, the aunts."It's me," Serena said, without turning round. "It's only me."She put her hand on Alex's cheek. It was warm.Then, from somewhere deep in his chest, came a long, slow, perfectly peaceful snore."He's asleep," Serena whispered. "He's only asleep.""He's what?" said the Baroness.Nobody could believe it."We sat in the dark all night," the Baroness said slowly, "arguing over which of us they would kill first, and whose fault it was. And he slept. Like a baby.""He sleeps out in the dog kennels," an aunt said faintly. "Of course he can sleep in a cellar."Somebody laughed. Then they
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Chapter: Chapter 821In Victor Russell's hall, it was so dark that nobody could see his own hand."Lights!" Curtis Bennett's voice cut across the black. "Somebody get the lights!""The switch is dead, boss!" his right-hand man shouted from the stairs."Then use your phones!"A screen woke by the far wall. Its torch came on, bright and white, and the beam swung across the stone floor, across a boot, across the hem of a long coat."I've got light! Over here, I've got—"The man was gone from behind it. The light leapt out of his hand, as if something had struck him and the phone in the same blow, and it went spinning end over end across the hall and burst against the wall.Black again.A second screen lit up by the door. It lasted less time than the first.After that, nobody tried.Then, from the far wall, a thud. A gun hit the floor and slid away across the stone, and nobody had fired it."Who's that?" a man yelled. "Who's moving?""Answer me! Somebody answer me!"The thuds came along the wall, one after an
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Chapter: Chapter 820"It was the idiot!"Preston flung out his arm. His shaking finger pointed down the line, past Serena's shoulder, at the man behind her."Him! It was him!"Alex looked over his own shoulder to see who Preston meant. There was only the wall. He turned back and gave Curtis a small, friendly wave."Listen to me!" Preston shuffled forward on his knees. "He was at the Grand! He was standing right there when your nephew's arm broke! And the night the harbour died, he went out and walked all night. All night! He came home at dawn soaked to the skin. Ask anyone in the house!"For a heartbeat nobody in the hall made a sound.Then a man by the stairs snorted. Another laughed out loud. The laugh went round the walls like a cold wind, and because they were frightened and it was safer to laugh, the Tiffanys laughed too."The idiot?" an aunt gasped. "He can't find his own shoes!"Connor did not laugh. He looked at Alex for a long moment, and then his mouth twisted."Wait, him?" Connor squinted, real
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Chapter: Chapter 819The aunt held her wrist against her chest and stared at Preston as if she had never seen him before."Preston, why did you hit me?" Her voice shook. "You told us yourself, at breakfast. You picked up the phone, and by morning the harbour was clean. Did I say something wrong?""Shut up!" Preston's voice cracked down the middle. "Will you just shut up!""A witness," said Curtis Bennett.He took his hand off the coffin for the first time since they had come in. He walked down the line slowly, and stopped so close to Preston that Preston had nowhere to look but at him."Your own family," Curtis said gently. "Under my brother's roof. I'd call that a witness. Wouldn't you?"Preston's knees went. He grabbed at the arm of the man beside him, and the man shook him off."No! Listen to me! Please, listen!" It all came out of him at once. "I never called anyone! I don't have friends in the capital! I don't have friends anywhere! I was at home that night, drunk in my own bed! I woke up and the har
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Chapter: Chapter 818For one heartbeat nobody in the great hall moved.Then the doorway kept filling. Ten men. Twenty. Forty. Fifty of them in long dark coats, pouring in from the front doors and the kitchen passage and the terrace, until every wall of the hall was lined with them and there was no way out that did not have a man standing in it.Every one of them had a gun in his hand."Down! Everybody down!""Hands on the table! Where I can see them!""Phones! On the floor! Now!"A gun barrel cracked against a crystal glass and it burst across the cloth. A guest who reached for his pocket was slammed face first onto the table with a muzzle pressed into the back of his neck. The mayor had almost reached the side door. A man stepped out in front of him, put a pistol under his chin, and walked him backwards, step by step, to his chair."Sit, Mr. Mayor."The mayor sat. His wife was crying without a sound.A waiter dropped his tray. Two guns swung on him at once. "Down!" He knelt in the broken glass with his h
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Return of Overthinker
When the demon finally harnessed human sins and negative emotions to harvest negative energy, it opened a spatial gate to the planets that were already ravaged by monsters and teeming with dark creatures. The beasts and monsters passed through the gate, unleashing havoc upon Earth. These monstrous creatures caused destruction on a massive scale, pushing the earth toward an apocalyptic catastrophe.
In this dark time, The Creator granted certain humans the ability, marked by symbols on their right hands, to wield the power of gods and angels to combat these dark creatures.
My ability was 'Overthinking,' the weakest, but with hard work, I persisted for 60 years to become the most powerful and the savior of the world. However, in my final moments, I was betrayed by a friend who was born rich and noble, who forced me to die to obtain everything I had worked so hard for. Nevertheless, before my demise, I sent my memories back to my younger years.
This time, I will obtain everything: the best items, the finest women, and the most potent abilities. All will be mine!
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Chapter: Chapter 204I was a bit surprised. "Isn't down there a place where the dead rest, and there is nothing but cold and barren land?" "At first, it was a place full of beauty, but those who did not like it destroyed everything in it, making it cold and barren. I hope you can help those suffering down there find kindness and peace. In truth, you can build a place far more beautiful than the palace of the gods because hell was initially a very beautiful place for those in need." "I accept it wherever You send me." *** In a temple where knowledge was usually shared, several humans who were teachers of various schools gathered to discuss important matters about knowledge. "Hey," said one human to another, "Why did the gods stop sharing their knowledge with us?" "Haven't you heard that the King of the gods, or God Indra, has been replaced?" "Really?" "God Indra is now angry after finding out that knowledge was given to humans by the previous Indra," said another human. "He stopped all knowledge fro
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Chapter: Chapter 203After 1,000 years had passed, the three worlds experienced their golden age. There was no poverty or hunger throughout the three worlds. Everything was going very well. All dimensions entered a golden age because kindness became the most important thing in the three realms. Humans, gods, ashuras, and all beings were directed to continue giving kindness to all creatures. During my reign, everyone competed to do good so that there was no poverty, hunger, or lack. During that time, those who came to me, whether gods, ashuras, or humans, would get what they asked for. I did this as my way of doing good to all beings.One day, a dwarf-bodied brahmin came to my palace. The brahmin, called Vamana, had a body that was only waist-high to an ordinary human. He wore white clothes that wrapped loosely around his small body. However, considering that he was a human and came from the third dimension, being able to ascend to the twelfth dimension where the gods' palace was located was alr
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Chapter: Chapter 202"I don't remember that part," I said. "Because each life makes you forget. I just want to say, if you give the gods' knowledge to humans, won't the gods lose their power? Haven't you humiliated them all? Your strength has made you not understand the feelings of the weaker gods." "Guru, if what you say is true, is my current strength because I was a strong spirit in the past?" He looked at me and weakly shook his head. "No, all spirits start from the same place." "Then why did I become strong?" "You had no fear, and your enjoyment of playing made you keep striving for something greater without caring for your own life." Brihaspati continued, "However, what placed you as King Indra is something else." "What is that?" "A sense of responsibility to protect the weak and make life better for all beings." Brihaspati sighed. "Those who have that sincerity will always be carried by karma and the will of God to re
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Chapter: Chapter 201"Boss, you've become weak," said Raindo, one of the Ashura generals, approaching me. He looked enormous compared to my now smaller form. "You keep spending time in that school and library. You never fight anymore. You're going to become weak, and the previous Indra will soon return to reclaim his throne." "You just don't understand, my brother," I said, still reading a book. "Right now, I am ten times stronger than I was before." "I don't believe it," said Raindo, one of the strongest generals. "Let's test it." "Of course," I said, seemingly unconcerned. "Get ready." "I'm always ready," he replied. As soon as he said that, a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking his body. He was thrown far, crashing into the palace walls and severely injured. "What happened?" he asked, looking confused and trying to stand up. He didn't know what had hit him. "I just attacked you. I gained the power
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Chapter: Chapter 200“Oh,” I shouted. “That's easy.” Suddenly, I felt very smart. “I have plenty of wealth in the treasury.” Quickly, I ordered several Ashura to bring as much treasure as possible from Indra's vault and distribute it to all the Ashura. All the Ashura were happy. “Look, Guru, haven't I done a good deed? I shared my wealth with them.” I felt pleased. “Fool!” he shouted. “You haven't done a good deed at all. You should have given the wealth to those in need.” I fell silent. Quickly, I ordered all the Ashura to return the treasures they had received. The Ashura didn't need wealth; if there was one thing they needed, it was weapons. They all grumbled, and I quickly asked, “Do you want food and drink or wealth?” “Food!!!!” “Drink!!” None wanted wealth. Suddenly, it dawned on me. Who needs wealth? The Ashura don't need wealth, the gods already have plenty of wealth. The only poor creatures needing wealth are humans
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Chapter: Chapter 199“Prepare all the food and drinks. All the gods must order their servants to bring all the food from their palaces. Call the apsaras, the heavenly maidens, and beautiful dancers. Call the singers and musicians. We will have a party.” So, a grand feast was held for days in the courtyard of Indra's palace. Music, dancing, and food never stopped. After that, the Ashura were left drunk in the palace courtyard. The gods had returned to their respective duties. I moved around to see the entire palace, and suddenly, an old man appeared before me. “What have you done to this place?” the old man asked, looking at the palace's new weapon-laden decor. “Who are you?” I asked, confused. This old man wore the simple clothes of a Brahmana, a single piece of cloth. The Brahmana do not fight, so we never touch them. If they get angry, we could get the worst curses of our lives. But if they are pleased, they could grant us many new and exciting powers. We prefer to appease them and wait for the
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Supreme Authority
They framed him, stripped him bare, and laughed as they cast him out.
They have no idea he’s already lived this hell once—and this time, he holds all the cards.
Two years of devotion ended in a calculated trap: drugged in a luxury hotel room alongside Sophia, his wife’s innocent cousin, and framed for a scandal he never committed. Alexander Sinclair was meant to lose everything.
His treacherous wife, Victoria, orchestrated his downfall to strip away his family legacy, his fortune, and his dignity under the guise of an ironclad prenuptial agreement.
To seal his humiliation, the haughty Cavendish matriarch forced him into an immediate marriage with the disgraced Sophia—casting both out into the cold with nothing. The elite thought Alexander was finished. They saw an empty-handed beggar sleeping above a laundromat, a disgraced son whose family accounts were frozen by ruthless high-society lawyers. They were dead wrong.
Alexander has reincarnated with four hundred years of memory.
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Chapter: Chapter 13"Father!" Margaret screamed. "It's the wine! I told you!"Brenda grabbed Sophia by the arm and dragged her back from the table.Victoria stood. She did not go to her grandfather. She looked at Alexander, then at Sophia."You did this to him," she said. "You and your show.""It isn't poison." Alexander was already on his knees beside the old man. "Sit him up. Bent like this, he can't breathe at all."Derek grabbed his collar from behind. "Get away from Grandpa!"The general's left hand shot out and caught Alexander's wrist, hard as iron."Let," he rasped. "Him."Derek let go as if the collar had burned him.Alexander bent to the old man's ear."There's a sliver of metal by your spine, sir. Below the right shoulder blade. Forty years you've breathed around it. The warmth reached it today, and it moved."He had brewed that wine for joints and breath. He had not known about the iron. That part was his to fix.The general's eyes went wide. "Can you fix it?""Yes.""Then do it, son.""Do wh
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Chapter: Chapter 12Margaret snatched the glass out of the general's fingers. Wine spilled across the white cloth, dark as tea.The general's right hand came up off his knee to stop her. It rose an inch, shook, and sank back down.Alexander saw it. Nobody else did."It's medicine," he said. "The bark is for his joints. The ginseng is for his breath.""Medicine comes from a pharmacy," Derek said. "That's swamp water.""Then you have nothing to worry about."Derek's chair scraped back. "Fine. Somebody drinks it. If your swamp water does more than Grant's wine, I'll kneel to you. Right here, in front of Grandpa. Both knees!" He swung round and pointed down the table. "And Uncle Danny can judge. He loves old junk."Margaret laughed. Brenda laughed louder, before her husband could.Danny went red to the ears. He sat the way he always sat, bent forward over his plate, one hand pressed to the small of his back.You never stop a man who is digging his own grave, Alexander thought. You hand him the shovel."Every
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Chapter: Chapter 11While Sophia slept, Alexander sat cross-legged and breathed the cold air in, and with it the spirit energy, a grain at a time. By the time the dryers below began to thump, the thread inside him had grown one more hair.Once, he had moved mountains. Today, a hair. It was a start.Sophia's phone buzzed. She read it, went pale, and held it out."Grandpa wants you there too. Noon. Wear something decent. Don't be late."From Victoria."She's never wanted me beside her," Sophia whispered. "Why now?""Because if your grandfather gets angry today, she wants someone to blame.""Someone?""Two someones. You and me. The cousin and the husband, in one room."Sophia hugged her knees. "So we're her shields.""Shields can push back," he said.Sophia stared at him, then smiled.---The pawn shop beside the PC rental, watches under scratched glass, a crate of junk by the door. In it, a squat clay jar with a faded red seal.OLD RICE WINE. FORTY DOLLARS. NO RETURNS.Alexander lifted the seal and smelled
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Chapter: Chapter 10Carter leaned back in his chair, smiling."For your next wedding ring," he said. "Since the last one ended up in the dirt."The whole table burst out laughing.Chloe laughed until she had to hold Blake's arm. Even Margaret smiled behind her napkin.Sophia's hand went tight in Alexander's.He let go of it gently, bent down, and picked up the coin.It was a quarter. Cheap. Shiny. He turned it over once in his fingers."Thank you, Carter," he said. "I'll keep it.""Keep it?" Carter snorted. "It's the only money you've got.""Then I'd better keep it safe," Alexander said, and slipped it into his shirt pocket.At the far end of the table, Victoria set down her glass."Enough jokes," she said. "Derek has waited long enough. You know the price, Alexander. I told you on the phone.""Remind me.""Two hundred thousand dollars. Tonight." She did not even look at him. She looked at her nails. "Or you get down on your knees in front of my grandmother, and you beg my brother to forgive you. Now.""
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Chapter: Chapter 9The Cavendish house on Elm Ridge was lit up like a ship.Every window glowed. Cars lined the long drive all the way to the gate. Inside, the old stone walls were warm with candlelight, and a crystal chandelier hung over a dining table long enough to seat thirty.Beverly sat at the head of it in a dark green dress, her silver horse-head cane leaning against her chair. Tonight she looked like a queen receiving taxes.One by one, the family came up to lay their gifts before her.Carter went first, Chloe's brother from the main branch. A bottle of cognac older than his father, eighty thousand dollars, he told the whole room twice.Then Chloe, glittering, on the arm of her fiancé, Blake Turner."Grandma, this is from Blake and me." She opened a velvet box. Inside lay a diamond brooch in the shape of a little horse. "To match your cane. One hundred and twenty thousand dollars.""Oh!" Beverly laughed out loud. "Oh, Chloe. You always know what I like."Everyone clapped.Brenda's gift, a cashm
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Chapter: Chapter 8"Is it?" Alexander said again.He held the settlement up so the whole street could see it. Then he tore it in half.The sound was loud in the quiet morning.He put the halves together and tore them again. And again. Then he opened his hand, and the pieces drifted down onto the lawyer's polished shoes.Across the street, a curtain moved. Somebody's dog barked.The lawyer looked down at the scraps of paper. When he looked up again, his smile was back, but it was thinner now."That was a copy, Mr. Sinclair," he said. "I have twelve more in my briefcase.""Then you'd better bring a bigger briefcase.""You think this is a game?" The lawyer straightened his cuffs, one, then the other. "My name is Wayne Foster. Mr. Price pays me to win. And I always win.""Not today.""No," Foster agreed pleasantly. "Today I lose a piece of paper. But I filed this morning. Within the hour, the court freezes every account your father has. The company's too. Every card. Every cent. He won't be able to buy a lo
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