Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Chapter 374 A Choice Against Fate

"don't break the cycle, my foolish old self! thy you will be erased."

the sudden ethereal, transcendent voice echoed in aengus's mind like a thunderclap reverberating through eternity. it carried an authority that seemed unmatched, spanning eons and beyond the constraints of time itself.

startled, aengus instinctively searched for the source of the voice, but it was futile. no matter where he looked, the voice seemed to transcend space and time, existing beyond his comprehension.

he sighed deeply, the weight of the moment pressing down on him like an invisible hand. the voice... his voice, from the future, was trying to manipulate him, urging him to uphold the cycle.

"they talked about a cycle," aengus thought, his fists clenching tightly. a cycle of torment? endless repetition? if they've failed before, what's the point of following the same doomed path?

his mind raced, weighing the risks and possibilities. the desperation in the voice of his future self was clear—it spoke of failure, of a destiny shackled by predetermination.

"i don't want to be a puppet of fate and destiny anymore," he muttered, his voice laced with defiance. "this is my chance. my moment to break free of their grasp. to choose my own path."

aengus's eyes glinted with raw determination as he made his choice.

"i will not follow their path. i will not submit to the chains of a failed destiny."

the air around him seemed to hum with his resolve, the weight of his decision sending ripples across the unseen forces binding him to the cycle.

this was his stand, his rebellion against eternity. he had chosen freedom, no matter the cost.

the fated moment had arrived.

a 16-year-old boy with black hair and a school bag slung over one shoulder stepped off the school bus. his head was bowed, and his movements were slow and dispirited. bruises marred his face, a clear reminder of yet another rough day. he looked utterly defeated, a figure that would stir sympathy in the heart of any kind soul. but in truth he was weak and cowardly.

this boy was ethan—aengus's past self.

without another word, aengus straightened and turned to bella. "let's go, bella," he said firmly.

bella, who had been silently observing the interaction, misinterpreted his actions as he was doing the fated move. she thought he was cursing his younger self, the reason they were sent to the past. she felt pity for the younger aengus. yet, deep down, she selfishly wished her husband aengus would stay by her side, cold and detached. this tormenting even is unavoidable, she thought.

obediently, she followed behind him as they walked away.

ethan stood there, frozen in confusion, watching the enigmatic pair disappear down the street. his heart raced as he processed the odd sensation coursing through him, as if a hidden strength had awakened. he didn't know who the man was or why he had said those words, but something inside him had changed.

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""hubby, you did it, right?" bella asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty as they strolled aimlessly down the street.

aengus didn't look back. instead, he shook his head and said calmly, "no. i didn't. i chose freedom."

bella stopped in her tracks. her figure trembled as she processed his words.

"why? why did you do that, aengus? do we really mean nothing to you?" bella's voice cracked with emotion, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. "what if something happens to you? what will i do then?"

aengus finally turned to face her, his expression a mixture of determination and regret. "i had to do it, my wife. otherwise, i would feel like nothing more than a puppet. but don't worry—nothing is set in stone yet. there are many secrets we don't know yet. who's to say i won't survive?" his tone was hopeful, though a shadow of uncertainty lingered in his eyes.

before bella could respond, the screeching sound of tires pierced the air.

screech! screech!

several military vans skidded to a halt, encircling them in a tight formation. armed soldiers poured out, their weapons directly aimed on the couple.

"hands up! you're under arrest!"