Damn Reincarnation Novels & Stories

I shuddered at the word reincarnation. “You…You can reincarnate people?” “Once or twice. And the range depends on my Mana.” I suddenly saw Ricky’s hand sneaking onto Noel’s shoulders, his glancing eyes glinted with a feeling of concern. “But are you sure you want to reincarnate Because you’ll leave everything behind, you know?” He motioned to my living space and my things—my manga and novel, my favorite w******l; everything. I started to ponder. If I were to reincarnate now, I won’t be able to see the ending for the novel “The Evil Villainness is My Lover”, but I’m already at the climax, and I don’t think I’ll stumble upon this opportunity anywhere else anymore.

I sobbed, "Why would you do that for someone who will just leave you in the end, causing you the most pain you've ever felt?" "Because Angel face," his lips split into a weak smile, "You may not believe me but you're worth that pain, and what the fuck is love without pain, and maybe if I'm lucky you will come back to me someday." I sniffled, "Reincarnation huh? What if that doesn't happen to me. My soul could easily be discarded in the sea of lost souls. I'm not exactly pure. My soul is tainted by dark energy whether I like it or not."

Just now did Charlando notice the little names at the lower part of the compartments, with names of different supernatural monsters, including, Dark-gold Pythons, Greenback Direwolf, Dark-scaled Rhinoceros, and so forth. "That old person Simpkin sure has large chunk of change to toss around. Reproducing a mixture? That is over the top! Mana doesn't exist any longer, and the magi are not faring any better. How might you make mixtures without mana?" considered old Tom as he shook his head unremittingly. "Then, at that point, shouldn't something be said about this thing?" Charlando waved around an enormous, fixed bamboo compartment that was very nearly a meter long. Hints of streaming fluid cou

Fortunately, the wound had disappeared. "Grandpa, what just happened?" Arya Santanu turned to the old man. "Most likely you are the incarnation of the prince Nuswapala who died in the cave. Incarnation is different from reincarnation. Incarnation is the complete process of rebirth. This is where the soul from the past comes back to life in a new body, in a new opportunity and can decide which body it wants to be in. If my guess is correct, then the prophecy that has been predicted for a hundred years will come true." The old man was worried.

Charity said, “Do you know what I was thinking in my last moments before death? I was wondering why God was so unfair. I was dissatisfied, and I brought that with me as I woke up in this body. Perhaps you think it’s great that I’m alive. But am I really alive?” Charity pointed at her heart. “This is not my body, and I can’t even carry on with my life using my name. I still have to hide the truth, or people will see me as an alien. If reincarnation is real, I’m considered reborn into a new life. Charity in the previous life is dead. If you think I’m still alive, you can fish my dead body out from the sea or take it from a fish’s mouth. However, I’m afraid I’ve become the fish’s poop.”

I would always leave without a good bye. I wasn’t sure about reincarnations, if they were real or fake. But for all I knew, I could never comeback once I had died. Reincarnations were for people who weren’t ready to die, people who still had a purpose that they were yet to full fill in the planet earth. I wasn’t worthy of staying alive anymore, the purpose for my existence was never made clear to me, perhaps I was created to be a stone and accidentally becomes a human being, a stone to be stepped on for all eternity.

“DEATH, REBIRTH, REINCARNATION, AND CHANCE. SHALL I LAY UNTO YOU THE REAAL DEAL OF THE SEVEN EXISTING WORLDS, WHERE THE ORIGINAL AND THE ROT OF ALL LIES TO WHAT I CALL,” SHINZO DIMENSION

As he drifted toward me, my hand rose to form a barrier and pressed against his pounding chest. “Reincarnation?” I asked. He cleared his throat. “Sometimes, when a fated mate dies, their soul comes back paired to the same person as before.” My breath quickened. “What are you saying? That you knew me in another life?”

If Mom found out she hired criminals— If Grandpa Thomas connected the dots— If Sheraphina spoke up— She would lose everything. Her school. Her future. Her reputation. Her mother’s crumbling loyalty. Lucinda sank to the floor, sobbing. “Why… why does everything go her way?” But beneath the panic… A new seed sprouted. The same kind that once grew into murder in another life. A seed shaped like: “If she’s gone, everything will be mine.” Selena sat in the detention center’s cold interrogation room, fingers tapping the table in frustration.