Reborn And Remade: The Exiled Matriarch

Chapter 7

Word Count: 683 | Released on: 13/05/2026

trunks became. The canopy overhead wove together into

ing the high branches for any sig

e of leaves echoed from the b

ntracted into pinpricks. The

t!" Gunne

weight forward and shoved

a mutated lynx the size of a full-grown leopard dropped from the

t exactly where Kiana had been standin

tree back-first. The air rushed o

n ear-piercing shriek, spun around on its hind

step back. H

ynx's claws slice through the air inches from his chest. With brutal precisi

thrashed wildly, whipping its s

n his heel, and delivered a devastatin

s. The beast flew through the air, crashed into the dir

t lasted less t

aving. She stared at Gunner's broad back, g

he kill. However, the dim lighting of the canopy obscured a deep, sinkhole-like crevice hidden bene

ways, falling fast toward a cluster of jagged, sharp

the corner of his eye. His h

ck foot, moving faster

rocks, Gunner's thick, muscular arms wrapp

e momentum, pulling her

chests pressed tightly together. She could fe

ed down at her face, his eyes dark wit

sical contact, a sharp, synthetic c

contact with eligibl

-resonance calibration threshold. Current neural-ho

is activating...

n Successful. Wel

idened in absolute shock as the me

the near-death experience. His large hand awkwardly patted the

s-a single wrong step would snap bone. She stilled her hands against his chest, not shoving him

l, calculating every handhold in the near-dark

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Reborn And Remade: The Exiled Matriarch

Amelia Rivers Fantasy

“A jagged spike of agony woke Kiana up in a filthy stone room. She had transmigrated into the body of a notorious, exiled matriarch in a brutal wasteland. Before she could even process her new reality, she saw a massive, bloodied man huddled in the corner, trembling in absolute terror. Foreign memories detonated in her brain: the original Kiana swinging a spiked whip, laughing as she tore his flesh open. He was her husband, and she was a monster who tortured her own consorts. The situation was a complete death trap. Another husband stormed in, throwing down a marriage contract and demanding to sever their ties, which would leave her to be eaten by mutated beasts. Outside, her third husband lay dying from a toxic wound while the rest of the tribe mocked her, eagerly waiting for her downfall. Scanning her own body, Kiana discovered her face was covered in ugly purple bruises. The original host hadn't just been naturally insane; she had been secretly fed a chronic poison by political enemies, destroying her beauty and driving her mad until she was exiled. As a survivor from a modern apocalypse, the sight of broken, enslaved men made her skin crawl. She refused to die in this savage wasteland as a pawn in someone else's twisted game. Kiana tossed the contract back to the furious man. "Give me three months. I will save him, and I swear I won't touch you." With her apocalyptic healing powers and a newly awakened Spatial System, she was going to rewrite the rules of this primitive world.”