RE:LIFE

RE:LIFE [[Play]] <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src= https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853171174900760626/image0.png> </div>

Welcome To Re:LIFE This game is tailored by the decisions you make upon playing the game and will influence the outcome of your story. Remember to make ''wise decisions'' as you can ''DIE''. But do not worry, if you die or are unhappy with your choice you can go back by pressing the backwards arrow on the top left of your screen. Enjoy! Ever wondered what you could do if you were given the opportunity to turn back time and recreate your past? In this story game, you wake up in a new body, and an unfamiliar environment. What would you do? <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853171225844383774/image0.png> </div> [[Next->Passage 1]]

You wake up to the soft cooing of a woman. Inattentively, you notice she is very beautiful. She looks upon you with her brown-hazel eyes and has a pleasantly soft smile. You wonder who this person is. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853225098895032320/image0.png </div> [[Remain silent and wait]] [[Ask who she is]]

You are on a walk, contemplating whether living is even worth the energy. You have no friends, no family and struggling to barely make ends meet, working a crappy job. Miserable isn't it? But things haven't always been like this, you wonder where it all went wrong. Being deep in thought, you fail to realise that you have walked straight into a busy intersection. Cars and trucks bustle everywhere. Unluckily for you, a truck drives straight at you and ends up hitting you. Lying limp on the road, a surge of pain rushes through your body. You are in agony. You begin to come to the helpless realisation that you are dying. Slowly, your vision becomes blurry and the world fades to darkness. [[Play Game]]

You remain silent. She smiles warmly at you and gently caresses your face. 'Nicolas, you're such a good boy aren't you?' [[Next->Passage]]

You try to talk to her, but your voice comes out in gurgled, muffled sounds. The woman chuckles, evidently amused at your frustrated attempt to communicate with her. 'Hmmmm. Trying to talk to mummy are you?' [[Next->Passage]]

Seven years ago you were hit by a truck and died. Luckily for you. Against all odds you have been given a second chance at life and have been reincarnated. Hopefully you won't mess up this chance. You look at yourself in the mirror. The reflection of a young boy can be seen. Your mother in this life is called Kathleen and your father is called Joseph. Recently, you notice Kathleen and Joseph have been fighting a lot. You don't know why. The sounds of yelling and screaming have been a common occurence within the house and has often kept you awake late at night. It seems like that they are spiraling towards a divorce soon if you do not interfere. [[Try to Interfere]] [[Do nothing]]

You do nothing...why? [[Next->Passage 2]]

In your previous life, your parents divorced. Perhaps this is why you are so desperately determined to keep this new family together. Who do you wish to speak to? <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853537283680894976/image3.png </div> [[Speak to Kathleen]] [[Speak to Joseph]]

What would you like to ask her? [[Why are you and dad fighting?]] [[Is everything going to be okay?]]

Unlike Kathleen, who is a very carefree and eloquent of her emotions, Joeseph is a gruff, impassive man. What would you like to ask him? <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853575100200386601/image0.png </div> [[Why is he fighting with Kathleen?]] [[Ask him if he still loves Kathleen]]

You can't stop the inevitable. A few days later, Kathleen and Joseph agree to seperate from each other. They ask who you would like to live with. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853537283428843520/image2.png </div> [[Live with Kathleen]] [[Live with Joseph]]

Julia grimly smiles at you. 'Even though it may seem as though your father and I fight a lot, we both still love each other very much. Don't you worry sweetie.',she hesitantly replies. [[Accept her answer]] [[Continue to interrogate her]]

Kathleen grimly smiles at you and hugs you. 'Don't worry sweetie', she murmers quietly. 'Everything is going to be just fine.' [[Next->Passage 3]]

Everything is clearly not okay, why ask such a passive question? [[Next->Passage 2]]

They do not fight that night, or for days nor weeks for that matter. But as each week passes you start to notice that your father and mother grow more distant from each other. [[Next->Passage 2]]

She stiffens up. 'Go ask your dad' <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853537283163422780/image1.png </div> [[Next->Passage 2]]

Robert closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. 'You know what? I'm not really too sure myself.' [[Next->Passage 2]]

Roberts eyes soften up as he pats you on the head. 'Uh, uhm. Yeah. Sure do. Ahh, well I guess I haven't told her that recently have I?'. Robert exits the room to ponder a bit. [[Next->Passage 4]]

Kathleen and Joseph do not divorce. Amazing. Not many children share the luxury of having two parents existing in their life. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853584507810873354/image0.png </div> [[Next->Passage 2]]

Kathleen is financially weaker than Joseph. This will affect your future lifestyle. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/785378737670717461/853599410998738954/image1.png </div> [[Next->Passage 5]]

Joseph is financially stronger than Kathleen. This will affect your future lifestyle. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/785378737670717461/853827550504812584/image0.png </div> [[Next->Passage 6]]

You have begun primary school. Kathleen has sent you to a local public school near the house she is renting. The kids at this school are generally kind and welcoming, although perhaps a bit misbehaved. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/785378737670717461/853860321562853386/Game_ElemSchool.jpg </div> [[Next->Passage 8]]

You have begun primary school. Joseph has sent you to a private school. Honestly, you prefer to be sent to a primary school, however don't mind the private school, but you keep quiet for now. The kids there are generally nice, although perhaps act a bit brattish. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/785378737670717461/853838949473845278/image0.png </div> [[Next->Passage 7]]

School goes by pretty slowly, and you begin to grow bored. Before dying in your past life, you had just completed university, so it's only natural that primary school would feel like a breeze. Would you like to ask your teacher to place you in a higher class? <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853867345978327070/image0.png </div> [[Yes]] [[No]]

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Doing so sets a chain of events. Your teacher always knew you were bright and different. She feels as though bringing you up one year level will be too easy for you. She makes you sit a placement test, which you found very easy to complete. She is amazed that a primary school student would have the intelligence and capability of a fully fledged adult. She alerts the authorities of this discovery. Your intelligence gets picked up by multiple local news channels, and you are known as the "genius child". NASA gets a hold of your contact details and makes you sit a placement test for them. It has always been your dream to work for NASA and had the smarts to work for them, however your social skills did not go unnoticed and were undesired. You pass their test. However the situation slowly turns dark and was not how you imagined. [[Next->Passage 9]]

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Amazed and dumbfounded that a child at the age of 8 can be so knowledgeable, government authorities become excited at your high potential. How much smarter can you grow? Surely in the future you'll be capable of solving all the world's problems? They lock you up, feeding you information and problems to solve. This is utter hell. You can't solve any of their problems. How in the world would you know how to cure cancer? It's only natural you wouldn't know. After all the highest education you've completed was University. As you are only 8 they believe in the future you will have reached your potential in future years, in hopes that your knowledge surpasses great hights. [[Next->Passage 10]]

They lock you up for years. You start to believe this is hell. Your freedom stripped away from you, only to be turned into a machine for the goverment. Your mind starts to hit a wall. You start to go insane and your mind becomes less capable at problem solving. 'No no no, not like this.' 'It's all your fault.' 'Why'd you have to show off like that?' 'You had one chance and completely blew it' A million voices echo through your head as a ringing noise pierce your ears. You open your eyes to your surroundings, kept in captivity in a small concrete cell with one air matress, a mirror and toilet. Security cameras attatched to multiple corners of the wall, stalking your every move. You've never felt a bigger invasion of privacy. You walk towards the mirror, and the reflection of a young boy with chestnut brown hair and hazle eyes, an attribute from his mother. Closing your eyes once more, wishing this weren't reality, you begin to panic. <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/847312832936935425/853935873627258910/image0.png </div> [[Next->Passage 11]]

Years pass and you are in absolute torture. The government authorites held high hopes and kept you in high regard, hoping your knowledge and mind would manifest into the highest level of intelligence. It doesn't. They are dissapointed.. [[Next->Passage 12]]

Naturally, they decide to dispose of you. What use are you of to them? <style> img { max-width:100%; max-height: 100%; } </style> <img src=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/785378737670717461/853852092153593876/image0.png </div> [[Play]]