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Chapter 1: Reborn in Silence
Kai sat silently on the edge of his bed, staring at the sunlight filtering through the window. The room was quiet, just like he liked it. No noise, no people. Just thoughts.
He had been reborn.
In his previous life, he was many things. An assassin, a doctor, and eventually, a hunter who rose high but died in regret. He had watched the entire story of the gene world unfold. And now, he was back—one year older than Han Sen, and with a second chance.
But he would tell no one.
His face, sharp and emotionless, made others uneasy. He had the look of someone who had seen death too many times. He had no interest in friends. No interest in school games or gossip. His only goal was to grow strong, fast, and quietly.
He stepped into the kitchen. His mother stood near the stove, preparing breakfast. The smell of warm porridge filled the air.
"You're up early," she said.
Kai sat down. "I want to know the truth."
She looked over her shoulder. "About what?"
"Our family. The sanctuary. The Falsified Sky Sutra."
Her hand stopped mid-motion. She turned slowly. "How do you know that name?"
"I just do," Kai said simply.
There was a long silence.
"…Come with me."
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His mother took him to the storage room. She pulled back a metal panel, revealing a hidden compartment. Inside were books, data cards, and a worn black robe.
She picked up a thin, silver book. On the front was a strange, shifting symbol—sometimes a sun, sometimes a cloud, sometimes nothing at all.
"This is the Falsified Sky Sutra," she said.
Kai looked at it without blinking.
"I was born into the Luo family," she continued. "My name was Luo Lan. Your grandmother was Luo Sulan. The Falsified Sky Sutra was passed down to us, but it has been hidden since... for safety."
Kai listened, silent.
"The world isn't fair, Kai. Families like the Luo carry power, but also enemies. I married your father and changed my name to escape all that. I thought I could protect you from it. But now…"
"I want to learn it," Kai said. "Train me in the Sutra."
His mother studied him carefully. She saw something in his eyes—something that told her he had already seen too much for a boy his age.
"…Fine," she said at last. "But once you begin, you must finish. There's no turning back."
"I won't."
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School was a routine Kai tolerated.
Other students laughed and joked. Han Sen, the boy one year younger than him, was always in trouble—late to class, skipping lectures, sleeping during training sessions. People thought he was a fool. Kai knew better. Han Sen's future was filled with chaos and power. But right now, he was just a kid.
Kai watched from a distance. He kept his secret locked away. No one could know he had been reborn. No one could know he already knew the story that was about to unfold.
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During a sparring class, a student named Ren challenged him.
"You think that ice-cold look makes you better than us?"
Kai didn't speak. He just nodded toward the instructor. "Start it."
The moment the fight began, Kai moved. One strike to the neck, one to the side of the knee. Ren dropped to the mat before he could react. Kai stood over him, expression blank.
"Don't talk during training," Kai said quietly, and walked away.
The instructor said nothing. Neither did the class.
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That night, training began.
His mother gave him the basics of the Falsified Sky Sutra. It wasn't about brute strength. It was about flowing, adapting, changing. Illusions and misdirection. It was hard to learn, harder to master. But Kai absorbed it faster than she expected.
Each movement, each breathing pattern, each energy flow—he memorized them with surgical precision. His past-life training made it feel familiar, almost natural.
"You've done this before," his mother said.
Kai didn't respond.
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One evening, his father came home from work. A quiet man with short black hair, worn hands, and tired eyes.
He sat down next to Kai.
"I hear you're training with your mother," he said.
Kai nodded.
"You remind me of my brother. He was a soldier too. Serious. Always quiet. You're like that."
Kai didn't answer.
His father looked at him and sighed. "Just don't lose yourself in power. There's more to life than strength."
Kai stared at the floor. "Strength is all that matters when you have something to protect."
His father didn't respond to that. After a moment, he stood and left the room.
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Days passed. Kai kept his distance from others. Han Sen continued to be careless, joking with classmates, falling asleep in class, sometimes skipping practicals altogether.
Kai wondered how someone like that would survive. But he already knew. Han Sen's journey hadn't started yet. When it did, everything would change.
But so would Kai's.
He trained every night in secret. His mother taught him forms and techniques from the Sutra, while Kai built his strength quietly. He didn't show off. He didn't seek attention. Let Han Sen get all the focus. Kai preferred the shadows.
He hunted small creatures to test his control. Every strike was exact. Every movement efficient. No wasted energy. No mistakes.
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Then, one night, his mother spoke again.
"There's something else you need to know."
She pulled out an old data crystal. "This holds information from Luo Sulan. Not just the Sutra, but the enemies who want it. The families. The corporations. If you continue this path, they'll come for you eventually."
Kai nodded. "Then I'll be ready."
His mother watched him. "You've changed. You're not like other kids."
Kai didn't flinch. "I'm not like them. I can't afford to be."
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He was right. He didn't belong in the ordinary world. While other students played, he trained. While they slept, he meditated, studying the Sutra. While they chased popularity, he sharpened his blade.
Because he knew what was coming.
Because he had seen it all before.
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End of Chapter 1
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