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Chapter 6: The Return to Voss Tower
The moment Nathan Cole rolled into the underground parking lot of Voss Financial Corp, the wheels of his bike screeched against the concrete, echoing in the cavernous space. His chest rose and fell with each breath as he removed his helmet and looked up.There it was. Again.Ten years younger, but it hadn’t changed much.The emblem of the company still rested proudly on the shimmering stone wall — a flat design of the letters V and F merged together. Not even creative. Just expensive. Cold.Nathan climbed off his bike and tucked his helmet into the rear compartment. He brushed down the sleeves of his faded blazer. His fingers paused, hovering at the fraying edge near the cuff. It was the same jacket he wore back then, and he felt like it still held the scent of struggle.Instead of rushing inside, he stood there a while. Let the memories hit him.Back in his first life, by the time of his death, Voss Financial had rebranded everything. The logo had changed into a silver phoenix tearin
Chapter 5: 2nd Goal Identified
Nathan Cole☠︎ 𓃵 stepped quietly into the hospital room, the faint creak of the door hinges carried across the sterile air like a whisper. His mother lay on the bed, her body fragile beneath the thin white sheets. She seemed half asleep, her breaths shallow, her eyelids fluttering with the effort of simply existing. But then she stirred, hearing the sound. Slowly, her head turned, her tired eyes searching. When they landed on him, her face brightened with a fragile smile, the kind only a mother could give. “Nathan. My boy.” The words almost broke him. His throat tightened as he stared at her, fighting back the burning pressure of tears. He wanted to rush forward and scoop her up in his arms, hold her tight, and never let go. But her body was far too weak. Even the smallest squeeze might hurt her. So instead, he walked carefully to her side, lowering himself into the chair by the bed. His hand trembled as he reached for hers. The skin of her hand was thin and cool, but it was stil
Chapter 4: Blast From the Future
The name on the old buzzing phone hit Nathan Cole☠︎ 𓃵 like a fist straight to his ribs. It was so sharp, so sudden, that he almost dropped the device right there on the desk. His heart pounded, each thud echoing in his ears like a drum. He could barely hear the shrill ringtone over it. The screen kept flashing her name. Sierra Voss. It felt unreal. His throat tightened as if invisible hands were squeezing it. That name carried too much weight. Too many years of anger and betrayal tangled around it like barbed wire. He couldn’t even breathe properly. His pulse spiked, and yet his whole body felt frozen in place, like his muscles had turned into blocks of cold stone. The phone buzzed and buzzed, relentless, drilling into his head like it was mocking him. He stared at the glowing screen, but his hand wouldn’t move. He just sat there, paralyzed, his chest rising and falling too fast. He could see it again. That image burned into his mind no matter how many years had passed. Sierra’s
Chapter 3: First Investment
Nathan Cole☠︎ 𓃵 sat hunched over the wooden chair by his bed, his elbows digging into the desk that wobbled every time he shifted his weight. His old computer hummed like an ancient beast, the fan whirring so loudly he almost thought it would burst into flames. The glow from the monitor bathed his face in pale blue light, painting shadows under his eyes. His gaze was fixed, sharp, hungry. On the screen, a business website loaded slowly, the spinning icon circling round and round like it was mocking him. Then finally, the article appeared, written in bold letters across the top. It was a piece about Bitcoin, one of the first he had ever read all those years ago in his previous life. Back then, he had skimmed it carelessly, dismissing it as some odd idea that nerds and criminals toyed with. But now, everything looked different. He scrolled down carefully, as if afraid the words would disappear if he rushed. The article explained that only a handful of people in the world had even b
Chapter 2: Regressed With a System
Nathan Cole☠︎ 𓃵’s eyes snapped open like someone had poured ice water over his face. His chest heaved once, sharply, as if he had just been pulled out of drowning water.‘Wait. This is… odd.’The last thing he remembered was the bus. The blaring horn, the screech of tires, the split second where he realized he couldn’t move fast enough. And then the pain. That crushing, bone-snapping, soul-tearing pain that exploded through his body. His blood had spilled across the asphalt, his ears had filled with Sierra’s scream, and Brandon Mercer’s mocking laughter had been the soundtrack of his death.He had died.So why was he breathing now?He blinked once. Twice. His hands trembled as he reached for his stomach, expecting shattered ribs, twisted flesh, something that screamed you were hit by a bus. But there was nothing. No blood. No broken bones. Not even an ache.His body felt… light. Whole. Fresh, even. Like he had just taken the longest sleep of his life and woken up in a new skin.Natha
Chapter 1: Dying Like a Dog
Click.The faint sound of a key slipping into the lock broke the still air of that early afternoon. The click was sharp yet strangely gentle, like the sigh of a hinge that had opened a thousand times before. The door eased open and a man stepped inside, shoulders slumped as if the world itself sat heavy on his back.Nathan Cole☠︎ 𓃵.In his hands was a cardboard box filled with the remnants of a life that had just crumbled. Pens, a couple of framed photos, an old coffee mug with a fading print that read World’s Okayest Employee. The mug rattled softly against the frame as he carried it, like the sound of bones shaking in a coffin. His face was drawn, lips pressed tight, eyes dull. He wasn’t just tired. He was empty.He had been fired.Hours earlier, he’d walked out of Voss Financial Corp, the place where he had spent years running numbers, analyzing portfolios, and grinding away to prove his worth. They had stripped him of everything with a single meeting, with words that cut colder t
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