His Vengeance, My Deliverance

For eight lifetimes, I endured Julian Blackwood' s contempt, believing I could "rehabilitate" him and redeem my system-granted freedom, my student debt gone, my mother's cancer cured.

In my eighth attempt, I mistakenly fell in love and became pregnant, only for him to force a brutal miscarriage, branding me a "vessel of filth" before drowning me.

A system glitch prevented my usual reset, leaving me a ghost witnessing Julian confess to a hologram of his dead fiancée, Eleanor Vance.

"Just one more time," he whispered to her, "I only need to kill her one more time."

My mission was a lie: I was "the filth," his target for a relentless, repeating revenge across nine lives, the tenth meant to "reset the world" for him.

He wasn't a man to save; he was a monster.

The profound injustice and betrayal of realizing my entire existence had been a meticulously planned, endless torment ignited a cold fury within me.

My suffering was merely an instrument of his personal vendetta, not a path to rehabilitation.

Then, the world corrupted.

"Reset Initiated. Final Loop Engaged."

I gasped awake at Julian's engagement party, sent back further than ever before.

This wasn' t another chance to heal him-it was my final, terrifying loop to finally escape the monster who' d orchestrated my nine lives of hell.

I was done playing his game.