My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 495

’I could even laugh in my sleep,’ Kisha thought, giggling to herself. Duke, with a smile, buried his nose into Kisha’s neck and chuckled along with her.

Though he didn’t know exactly what had made her so happy—certain that she hadn’t shared the full story—he chose not to pry. Her joy was undeniably infectious, and that was enough for him.

Kisha, meanwhile, returned her attention to her status window, unable to resist admiring how much her stats had skyrocketed thanks to the boosts from her new title and achievements.

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[Kisha Aldens]

Level 2 (Exp: 0/1000 X 0.0)

Strength: 220 (+20)

Stamina: 302 (+20)

Defense: 490 (+20)

Agility: 220 (+20)

Mental Capacity: 970 (+270)

Charm: 320 (+120)

Leadership: 570 (+270)

Luck: 310 (+20)

Mana: 690 (+20)

Spiritual Energy: 690 (+20)

Title: 100th Life (additional 10 stat points in all stats), City Lord (See Description...), The Hope of Humanity, Commander of a Thousand

Skills: Telekinetic Level 1 (5 SP for 20 seconds of continuous use and 1 SP per second), Perception Level 0, One Body Level 1, Rainbow Cube, Lion’s Roar

Passive Skill: Healing Dome Level 1, One Man Team, People’s Heart

Talent: Close Combat, Heightened Senses

Gift: Pheonix’s Nirvana, Eye of Truth Level 1

Ability: Telekinesis (Mental)

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Another giggle escaped Kisha’s lips as she stared at her status window. Her stats had never been this impressive before.

With these upgrades, she felt like she could rival a level 5 or 6 evolved zombie on her own, a thought that made her feel almost invincible.

For a fleeting moment, she even dared to think she might be stronger than Duke.

In her previous life, Duke’s strength had always been unmatched, towering at the top of humanity’s ranking system for the strongest awakened ability users.

His power had seemed bottomless—a force no one could fully measure. Yet, that boundless strength had been sacrificed... for her.

Kisha’s good mood plummeted, crashing into a pit of despair as the memory of Duke’s sacrifice resurfaced.

’I promised to make it up to you in this life,’ she vowed silently, her heart aching with guilt and determination.

Seeking solace, she buried her face against Duke’s chest, his steady heartbeat and familiar masculine scent grounding her.

The calming warmth of his presence eased the storm of emotions swirling inside her, bringing her a measure of comfort amid the turmoil.

"Are you alright?" Duke asked, his perceptive nature instantly picking up on the shift in her mood.