A Reincarnated Carrier's Strategy For Another World Novels & Stories

"Nadia, which one do you like? I've already trained them all for you. I lost my parents when I was young, and Grandpa raised me all by himself. All these years, he only had one wish: to see our family grow and thrive. My high-fertility genes made me the perfect candidate to make that happen. So, Grandpa brought in seven jacked jocks to get close to me. Athletes had the best stamina, especially when it came to that sort of thing, and these seven were handpicked from the best of the best. Every single one was a total animal, perfect for breeding. In my past life, I thought the same thing. Back then, I chose my favorite among them: Kyle Grant, the oldest. However, after the wedding, he showed h

beams turning from a steady red to a frantic, stuttering gold. "Mommy! The metal bird is falling!" Leo shrieked. I closed my eyes, the phantoms of my parents screaming for me to stop, to submit, to drown in the river. I didn't listen. I pushed the gold fire through the Second Prime's mark, overriding the Carrier’s primary navigation. "Return... to... sender," I whispered through grit teeth. In the sky above us, the massive monolith didn't explode. It pivoted. Guided by the stone-rot in my arm, the Carrier turned its own 'Iron Rain' cannons back toward the High Council’s remaining orbital relay.

Which of them hadn't she tried before? Her main body had gone through countless battles where every wit, power, and resource had to be utilized in order to win. Even though she's now only a soul seed and this was her first time reincarnating, how could mere human politics and power struggle compare to the destructive wars that involved the multiverse? How could the gossips, sob stories, heroic feats and villainous acts of the dead souls as they line up before that Yama-boy go in vain? Want to use her as a bargaining tool?

Zane confusedly says. "You're a human aren't you? You're a reincarnated one in this case," Lucia explains. Lucia opens Zane's palm and puts the destiny gem in it, "see how it glows? It's a destiny gem. This one is fused with magic that glows bright blue when it's in contact with the reincarnated hero. In this case, it's you," Lucia explains further. "This can't be, I'm jus-" "The entire world will be obliterated along with everyone in it," Clarisse said, cutting Zane.

She already has a tree that she was going to use as the center of the array. After checking everything out she finally came up with a name and decided to name her sect Triumph sect and she saw herself as a victor. She was someone who cheated death a lot of times, even when she was poisoned to death she was given a second chance in life and got reincarnated in another person’s body.

How will I survive? I was shocked for a moment, then realized Evonne had been reincarnated too. Oh, that was fantastic. I thought ending our grudge this way was me going too easy on her. But since her past life was miserable and there was no room for her to make a comeback in this life, I decided to just let her continue to live the rest of her days in pain and struggle. "You deserve this, Evonne." I hung up the call and immediately tossed my phone away. Just hearing her voice made me feel utterly disgusted.

The realm was teeming with various magical beings, some friendly and some hostile. Phillip and Anna understood they had to tread carefully in this strange environment if they were to find their way back home. They couldn't shake the feeling that they were being followed as they set off on their quest. They soon realized they had unintentionally landed in the thick of a fight between two powerful groups in this new world. They had to pick a side, but it was not an easy option. The fate of their world hung in the balance, and they knew they had to make the correct decision or lose everything they loved forever.

And when I returned to the room wearing nothing more than my own nudity as clothing, I heard a new song playing softly between the cold walls of the place. I sat on the bed and took my hands in my hair to remove the crown, and I watched it in my hand, wondering what the price was in five centuries to keep it in my possession. What was the price paid for having reincarnated into a human without memories and powers, doomed to reign in a world surrounded by evil and fire. The world outside seemed to make fun of me, with all the orange shadows that rose to the eaves of the window, confirming that that was my destiny; fire, blood and ashes.