My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 580

"You motherfucker... you didn’t even wait for me to save you..." Vulture sobbed, his voice trembling.

"It’s my fault, brother," Vulture choked out, his voice breaking.

"I should’ve gone with you, or at least not let you go alone. Maybe I shouldn’t have let you go at all. I’m so sorry..." He collapsed forward against the lifeless body of the mutated tree, sobbing uncontrollably, each breath ragged and strained.

Vulture could barely catch his breath as he wept, his heart heavy with guilt. Deep down, he had known the chances of Sparrow surviving were slim, but he had held on to the hope—hope that Sparrow’s resourcefulness and cunning would somehow pull him through, that he’d always find a way out of any situation.

That small flicker of hope was what kept him going. But now, the harsh reality had settled in. His brother was gone.

"I’m sorry, brother. I’m sorry." His words were barely a whisper, but with Kisha’s heightened senses, she could still hear the raw pain in his voice.

Her heart tightened, and her own eyes began to water. Sparrow had become part of her family, and he was here because of her orders—she couldn’t shake the guilt and sorrow that settled in her chest.

Instinctively, Kisha looked up at Duke, standing beside her. His expression was unreadable, his long lashes casting shadows over his eyes, making it impossible for Kisha to gauge his emotions.

The darkness of the night only deepened the silence between them, making everything feel heavier and more distant.

But Kisha could feel the aura emanating from Duke, and she knew he, too, was filled with a mix of sadness and anger.

It wasn’t directed at her—she understood that—but at the situation itself. No one could have foreseen the mutated tree lurking near the farm, and even Kisha hadn’t expected it to appear so early in the apocalypse.

Just when she thought she was starting to understand the changes sweeping through the world, she was blindsided once again.

These mutated trees, unlike the evolved zombies or mutated animals, were much more intricate and difficult to evolve.

That’s why they were the most dangerous, the hardest to deal with, and the true bane of humanity’s survival.

Kisha allowed Duke and Vulture the time they needed to process their grief, giving them space to mourn the loss of Sparrow.

Though she too felt the sting of his death, she recognized that the bond between Sparrow and the others ran deeper, having been forged over years of shared experiences.

Her connection with him, while strong, wasn’t as rooted in that same brotherly love, and she knew she had a responsibility to find his body.

She couldn’t let her sorrow overtake her; there was work to be done.

Pushing her emotions aside, she focused her energy and extended her telekinesis, feeling the surroundings in search of Sparrow’s remains.

Kisha closed her eyes, taking slow, deliberate breaths as she grounded herself on the sticky, murky earth.

With each exhale, she steadied her focus, allowing her consciousness to expand beyond her physical form.

As she reached outward, she began to feel her surroundings with a clarity that transcended the limits of her sight.

The world around her became a vivid tapestry of sensations, each subtle detail registering in her mind as though she could see it all.

Gradually, she extended her awareness further, her focus honing in on the presence of Duke and Vulture.