Thorns of the Second Life
Episode 1
Aariv laying on groud.blood is floating around the floor.he tasted blood before the pain...
The betrayal
A familiar voice whispered behind him.
Dev
You should have give the company to me
Dev
**have glass of wine** the glass Aariv drink wine
Dev
You are my blood.my dear cousin
Aariv wanted to stand. Wanted to fight. But his limbs were heavy, vision fading.
Just then, a memory flashed—
Rayan
If anything happens to you, I won’t forgive myself.
Aariv(ml)
Rayan...I am sorry I can't keep my promise
Aariv(ml)
Aariv(ml)
Dead because of betrayal
Love: Rayan (died)
Dev
Dev
Aariv cousin
Killed Aariv
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Episode 2
Aariv gasped and sat upright.
His lungs burned with a desperate need for air, and sweat dripped down his neck. His heart pounded violently.
The room…
This wasn’t the penthouse he died in.
This was his old room, from five years ago—clean walls, untouched bookshelf, the scent of sandalwood from his youth.
Aariv(ml)
This… this can’t be.
He ran to the mirror.
The face that stared back was younger—sharper jawline, brighter eyes
Aariv(ml)
I came back… before the betrayals… before Rayan’s death…
The name alone twisted something inside him.
His last sight of Rayan in the previous life—
A lifeless body on the floor, trying to shield Aaryan from an attack meant for him.
Aaryan leaned on the table, breath shuddering
Aariv(ml)
This time… I’ll protect you. I swear.
Aariv(ml)
I will not let you die this time
episode 3
aariv remember that today is the date dev Start to plan destroy aariv
Dev started to manipulate shareholders in his back
Rayan would be working at a small cafe
Unaware of the storm that would later swallow his life.
Aariv(ml)
**grabbed his coat.
Aariv(ml)
** front of the cafe
A tiny bell chimed as Aariv stepped into the warm, cozy cafe.
The smell of coffee and vanilla filled the air.
There is not much customers
But among them stood the one person Aariv soul recognized instantly.
Rayan
**Wearing a simple black apron, sleeves rolled up, messy soft hair falling over gentle eyes.
Alive.
Smiling.
Untouched by tragedy.
Aariv(ml)
**His heart, which had endured betrayal, poison, death—felt something he thought was gone.
Rayan noticed Aariv and asked
Rayan
Would you like to order
Aariv(ml)
This boy
who died in his arms
who loved him silently
who he failed miserably
was standing only a few steps away
Aariv(ml)
** come out from thinking
Rayan
Would you like to have some water
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