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Dual Rebirth: Vengeance of the Discarded Daughter

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 754    |    Released on: 07/05/2026

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arcane pressure. They slashed across Alina's leather

walking. She c

l barrier holding her P

fying, ancient vacuum

invisible vortex radiating from her body. The violent magic shattered into raw, harm

eins stretched, burning as the massi

e metallic taste of blood filled he

e began to bleed out. They darkened, shifting into a dee

a step

to the physical world. The heavy stone slab beneath her boot

ning the walls sensed the t

Crack

e blue flames roared, illuminating the ancient, b

light around her. She could feel the fractured pieces of her soul from h

rowl echoed from t

y of unstable purple magic, materialized in the ce

ible, bottomless black hole. The violent arcane magic comprising their bodies was frantically siphoned away. The three hounds froze mid-leap, letting out high-pitched, distorted whines a

ectly into her lungs. The energy hit her core like

ster, treating the deadly execution c

Fifty lanterns.

was blazing with b

tood a set of silver double doors

steps away, the Gauntlet's

ing, condensing into a massive, crackling bolt of purple lightning

ant to vaporize an

y. She stopped, planted her fee

g struck her

e stone walls. Blinding white

les were staring at a monitoring crystal. The cry

" one of the disciples

orridor, the

curled off the torn edges of her jacket. Her

owed the

red. Her magic reserves expanded violently, instantly jumping from a

slow breath. The smoke

the final

doors, all one hundred soul-forged lanterns flare

sly, they all ble

was complet

sed her presence and

sh off her shoulder and wa

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Dual Rebirth: Vengeance of the Discarded Daughter
Dual Rebirth: Vengeance of the Discarded Daughter
“Alina was the eldest daughter of the prestigious Padilla family, but everyone mocked her as a defective dud who couldn't cast a single spell. The moment she woke up, her father and younger sister Karina barged into her room, demanding she sign a transfer agreement to the Aethelgard Order-the most brutal faction on the continent. It wasn't just a transfer; it was a legal disownment. In her past life, Alina didn't realize Karina was also reborn. She had dropped to her knees and begged to stay. Her reward? Her magic was violently drained from her veins by her own family. Her fiancé drove a blade through her chest, and her sister stood over her bleeding body, smiling. She had ruined her hands making potions for them, only to be discarded like trash. The phantom pain of her chest being ripped open still burned behind her ribs. Looking at the hypocritical family waiting for her tears, she felt nothing but exhausting disgust. Why should she ever be their stepping stone again? "For the honor of the family, you leave today." Her father sneered as she calmly bit her thumb and pressed her bloody fingerprint onto the contract. This time, Alina didn't cry. She packed a single bag and walked out the door, heading straight for the deadly Aethelgard Order to show them what a true monster looked like.”