A Second Life, A New Power novel Chapter 1

Demi Moone was dead.

That day, when a big truck had collided with them, she had immediately reached out to protect Michelle Leary, her mother. However, Michelle had instantly tried to protect Demi's sister, Ana Pitt.

Demi could only watch helplessly as Michelle dragged Ana out of the car before slamming the car door shut with a bang.

That also cut off her only path to survival.

The flames engulfed her in its entirety, and Demi was burned alive.

As she listened to the sounds of her flesh burning, she saw her two brothers rushing toward Ana.

Not a single person remembered her.

Afterward, for some inexplicable reason, her soul had lingered around them for seven days.

On the first day, Ana, who was overwhelmed with fear, slept for an entire day and night. The Pitt family pulled every connection they could and summoned several top medical experts, all of whom waited on standby under bright lights.

…

The scene of the major car accident was fully cleared on the second day. Michelle received a call from the police asking about the identity of the corpse found in the luxury car registered under her name.

"A corpse?"

Demi knew her two brothers and her mother finally remembered her then, for their faces turned pale simultaneously.

Demi thought she would see remorse and pain in their expressions, but after a moment of deathly silence, she heard Michelle murmur, "She was our housekeeper."

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On the third day, Stephen Pitt, her father, rushed back from abroad. After watching the footage of the car accident, he raised his hand and slapped Michelle across the face.

"Demi protected you, yet you still shut the car door in her face! She was our biological—"

"Dad!"

"Honey!"

When Ana's well-timed sob broke the tense silence, her brothers and Michelle hurriedly cut off Stephen's words.

…

The entire family returned to the Pitt residence on the fourth day. They had spent the whole day discussing how to handle Demi's body but couldn't reach a decision.

They feared that a grand funeral would invite outside speculation, but they also felt uneasy about taking it too lightly.

Amidst the stifling atmosphere, Demi's younger brother, Alex Pitt, returned home from his studies abroad.

At that moment, Demi knew she had been reborn. She had been reborn to the very moment when the fire had consumed everything.

She could still feel the terrifying heat as the flames had engulfed her inside the car.

She touched her face and murmured, "I don't have parents."

The little girl felt like she had said something wrong. She wore an expression full of pity and was about to apologize when a nurse walked in.

The nurse was somewhat surprised to see Demi awake and reached out to feel her forehead.

"When you showed up at the hospital's entrance, your whole body was red, like you'd been boiled alive. The thermometer's reading was more than 170 degrees Fahrenheit. You scared us half to death! How did your fever go down so quickly?" she asked.

The girl beside them mumbled, "Our teacher said the human body gets damaged at just over 100 degrees Fahrenheit. How can anyone reach 170 degrees? The thermometer must've been broken."

"Very smart," Demi praised while smiling. "It definitely must've been an issue with the thermometer."

But Demi knew better—the thermometer wasn't broken.

When she had teleported out of the car, her body temperature had actually been close to 200 degrees Fahrenheit.

She was still alive, and she had managed to teleport because, at the exact moment the fire had engulfed her, the Demi from the world of cultivation had awakened and returned to this body.