Reborn to Claim My Harbinger

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I was Sarah, my powerful Aura marking me as the next Harbinger's mother, a sacred role in our Havenwood Commune. But my first life ended in the cruelest betrayal. Now, reborn to relive that very day, High Elder Josiah, his gaze seething with reborn malice, declared my Aura "tainted" before the entire commune. He brazenly chose my jealous sister, Eleanor, instead, cementing her false claim as our future' s mother. The humiliation was a raw, burning brand. They paraded Eleanor, pure and radiant, while I was publicly cast aside, forced into a "humble" bonding with a groundskeeper, and secretly cursed with a barren charm by Josiah. Eleanor, wearing my own face through dark magic, mocked me as she performed sacred rituals with Josiah, reveling in her stolen power. Then, in a vicious final act, she shoved me into the dreaded Whispering Chasm, a deep abyss rumored to hold restless spirits. As I plunged into the darkness, the bitter truth echoed: my first daughter, Abigail, dismissed as "blighted," was the true Harbinger; my rightful son, Daniel, stolen and presented as Eleanor' s own "blessed" child. My death in the first life, Josiah' s perverse obsession, Eleanor' s venomous jealousy – why was this nightmare repeating? How could I, the true vessel, be so utterly condemned again? But just as oblivion beckoned, I landed. My quiet groundskeeper, Liam – mocked by all for my 'lowly' choice – was there, unharmed. He revealed himself as a powerful Seed Guardian, protector of the Harbinger line. The dreaded Shadowcat, whispered to be a monster, was the Harbinger' s dormant form. And with a single touch, he shattered Josiah' s cruel barren charm. This wasn't oblivion. This was my second chance. And this time, I would fight.

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Chapter 10

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Introduction

I was Sarah, my powerful Aura marking me as the next Harbinger's mother, a sacred role in our Havenwood Commune.

But my first life ended in the cruelest betrayal.

Now, reborn to relive that very day, High Elder Josiah, his gaze seething with reborn malice, declared my Aura "tainted" before the entire commune.

He brazenly chose my jealous sister, Eleanor, instead, cementing her false claim as our future' s mother.

The humiliation was a raw, burning brand.

They paraded Eleanor, pure and radiant, while I was publicly cast aside, forced into a "humble" bonding with a groundskeeper, and secretly cursed with a barren charm by Josiah.

Eleanor, wearing my own face through dark magic, mocked me as she performed sacred rituals with Josiah, reveling in her stolen power.

Then, in a vicious final act, she shoved me into the dreaded Whispering Chasm, a deep abyss rumored to hold restless spirits.

As I plunged into the darkness, the bitter truth echoed: my first daughter, Abigail, dismissed as "blighted," was the true Harbinger; my rightful son, Daniel, stolen and presented as Eleanor' s own "blessed" child.

My death in the first life, Josiah' s perverse obsession, Eleanor' s venomous jealousy – why was this nightmare repeating?

How could I, the true vessel, be so utterly condemned again?

But just as oblivion beckoned, I landed.

My quiet groundskeeper, Liam – mocked by all for my 'lowly' choice – was there, unharmed.

He revealed himself as a powerful Seed Guardian, protector of the Harbinger line.

The dreaded Shadowcat, whispered to be a monster, was the Harbinger' s dormant form.

And with a single touch, he shattered Josiah' s cruel barren charm.

This wasn't oblivion.

This was my second chance.

And this time, I would fight.