My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 328

Kisha, however, was a stark contrast. While Duke had succumbed to fatigue, she felt an unusual surge of energy. She had spent the last few hours meticulously focusing on controlling the two conflicting energies within her body. Through her meditation, she had achieved a state of profound relaxation, both physically and mentally.

For her, this deep meditative state was as restorative as sleep, allowing her body and mind to rejuvenate despite her active efforts.

Once Kisha sensed that Duke had fallen into a deep sleep, she carefully utilized her telekinesis to lift him gently from his awkward position on the floor. With utmost precision, she floated him over to the bed, ensuring his movement was smooth and untroubled. Duke remained perfectly still, his sleep undisturbed by the transition.

As Kisha settled him onto the bed, a comforting warmth seemed to envelop Duke, akin to a tender embrace from her. This soothing sensation spread through his body, enhancing his sense of relaxation. The gentle comfort of the bed and the warmth surrounding him made Duke’s slumber even deeper and more peaceful, allowing him to sink further into restful tranquility.

After carefully settling Duke onto the bed, Kisha tenderly tucked him in, making sure he was comfortable and secure. She gazed at him with a look of deep affection, her eyes soft and filled with love. As she watched him sleep peacefully, she marveled at how deeply she had fallen for him.

The realization struck her with a gentle surprise—Duke seemed to embody everything she had ever wished for, and in that moment, he appeared utterly perfect for her.

Minutes later, Kisha reluctantly rose from the edge of the bed, her gaze lingering on Duke’s serene form. She had other tasks awaiting her, but before moving on, she took a moment to look at her palm with a broad smile. Reflecting on the ease with which she had used her telekinesis to lift Duke earlier, she was pleasantly surprised by how effortless it had become.

The strain she once felt when employing her awakened ability seemed to have diminished significantly, a testament to her growing mastery and control.

Kisha felt an effortless flow in her telekinesis, as if wielding her ability had become second nature. To test her newfound control, she closed her eyes and stretched her power outward, letting her telekinesis reach into the space around her. Instantly, she could feel every object, from the smallest pebble to the furniture in the room.

She sensed their shapes, textures, and positions with a clarity that surprised her. It was as though her mind had developed a heightened awareness of her environment, painting a vivid mental map without her needing to see anything directly.

Kisha felt as though her vision now extended far beyond the reach of her eyes, as if her telekinesis had unlocked an entirely new dimension of awareness. It was an exhilarating sensation. She marveled at how easily she could sense and manipulate her surroundings with just a thought, seeing through her mind what her eyes couldn’t.

Curious to explore this newfound depth of her power, she extended her telekinesis further, focusing on the room around her. With minimal effort, she lifted nearly every object in the space: the bed where Duke lay asleep, the bedside table, the lamp, the chair, the entire sofa set—everything hovered effortlessly. The items floated in perfect suspension, not a tremor or hesitation in her control.

What amazed her even more was how natural it all felt. Despite lifting such a large number of objects, Kisha felt no strain on her mind—no headache, no pressure, nothing. The sensation was so effortless that it almost seemed like the weight of the objects had become irrelevant, as though her telekinesis had evolved beyond physical limitations.