Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 495

**Title: Doomsday Rebirth 495**
**Chapter 495: Confrontation with Dyson**

Dyson let out a heavy sigh, a sound laced with a hint of boredom, as he contemplated the prospect of finishing Caroline off in such a swift manner. It seemed almost too easy, too mundane for someone of his power.

His gaze fixed on her, and he began to articulate, “I am your—”

But before he could complete the sentence, Caroline vanished into thin air, leaving him staring at the empty space where she had just stood.

“Dad …”

As he uttered that last syllable, a chill ran down his spine. He looked around the room, his heart racing, and beads of sweat began to trickle down his forehead. What had just transpired? Did Caroline possess an ability to render herself invisible? No, that couldn’t be right. His own powers were supposed to be limitless, or so he had always believed.

Meanwhile, Caroline had successfully concealed herself within her own space.

Upon hearing the first three syllables of Dyson’s declaration, she sensed an immediate danger. When she had previously replicated the ability “I’m Your Mom,” a fleeting thought crossed her mind: could there also be an ability known as “I’m Your Dad”?

Her intuition had proven correct.

Fortunately, she was in her own sanctuary, a place of safety. Had she been anywhere else, she might have found herself ensnared like those unfortunate souls who fell prey to the “I’m Your Mom” ability, left at Dyson’s mercy.

But the implications of “I’m Your Dad” felt even more sinister.

While “I’m Your Mom” had its limitations—those caught in its grip were spared from death at the hands of the user—this new power seemed devoid of such restrictions. Dyson was eager to end her life swiftly, and that fact sent a shiver down Caroline’s spine.

“Sweet daughter, hiding from Daddy? Come out now. Stop it.”

The playful smile that once adorned Dyson’s face had vanished, replaced by a tone that was unnervingly coaxing, as if he were attempting to soothe a frightened child.

He remained rooted in his position, scanning the room with cautious eyes.

It appeared that his defensive ability was effective, but only as long as he remained perfectly still.

Caroline clenched her jaw in frustration. This was maddening.

She had wielded this ability herself on a few occasions, but never with the smug, infuriating tone that Dyson employed—it was enough to make anyone want to punch him right in the face.

Goldy, her little snake companion, was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps the creature had frozen in place after being struck by Dyson’s ability.

At that moment, Dyson was blissfully unaware of Goldy’s existence, which meant he couldn’t manipulate it.

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