Fantasy World Transmigration Novels & Stories

“Though not the same boy who was left bleeding in the dirt.” I couldn’t breathe for a moment. I looked at my hands. At my unmarred skin. At the room around me. “How is this even real?” I whispered. Rhyel tilted his head. “It’s not. Not entirely. This space exists between worlds, where magic bends the rules. Think of it as a veil, a cocoon. Tomorrow, you and the others will be transported to the Institute to begin your awakening.” “Others?” “Yes,” he answered. I took out the pocket watch.

It started small, like a spark, then grew, filling every nerve, every fibre of her being. “Go! Go now, Clara!” her grandmother urged, her eyes glistening with tears and pride. Before Clara could question it, the warmth exploded outward. Time itself seemed to shiver. The firelight warped and stretched, the screams became distant echoes, and the ground beneath her feet disappeared. One moment, she was on scorched earth. The next, she was falling. The world around her blurred, colours and shapes twisting in impossible ways. She felt weightless, suspended between moments, suspended between worlds. Then, as suddenly, as it began, it ended.

Old Hagstorm grinned and replied, “According to legend, the complete technique allows a person to transcend even the realm of immortality.” Transcend immortality? Damn. Registus was utterly speechless. Immortals were already considered the highest and most elusive beings. They were beyond reach and incomprehensible. What kind of existence could transcend even immortals? It was hard to imagine and could not be spoken of carelessly. Just thinking about it made Registus subconsciously shake his head. It was as if entertaining the thought itself was blasphemy. Old Hagstorm withdrew his thoughts and looked at Registus. “Now, do you understand why I keep beating around the bush and delaying Andriu

** My power is transposition and allows me to. " Project your mind into another person's body? But how?" "Greg understood that you had developed a particular barrier against his pheromones and Dominium. So he decided to break right into you to break your conscience. After your nice explanations, thank you, Greg understood that it was not your body that made you immortal, but your mind. You can migrate from one body to another eternally so then to destroy you, we will kill your conscience." Hayce screamed as he got trapped by this kid.

August uttered. "It's true, it's true!" Persia supported August's testimony. “If it’s not for August’s wind and my magic, everyone would’ve crash-landed with severe injuries!” "How is that possible…!?" I murmured. "Teleportation magic circles are supposed to be placed on both respective places and activated at the same time… and it's impossible to construct two magic circles in a faraway distance at the same time." "...Eh? You can't?" Persia replied.

No matter which way I looked at it and how much I wanted to deny it, it became apparent that this wasn’t a dream, nor reality, but a situation within a novel. I’m in a fucking w******l! Heavy anxiety and confusion struck me at the realization. I could’ve never imagined this situation at all. I clearly remembered being hit by a truck, and then... Damn, is the truck a dimensional portal or something? Why do people isekai into shitty novels after getting hit by a truck? I took a deep breath to avoid myself from hyperventilating. After pondering for a while, I came to the conclusion that this is what it meant to be 'transmigrated'. It was very common in novels these days.

Taika was a little different from other transmigration, she didn't wanted vengeance neither or wealth, she wasn't betrayed by her close ones neither did she get killed by anyone. In fact Taika had a normal peaceful life, a lovely parents and doting siblings and great friends who supported her when she was facing hardship or trouble. Like a bad dream her prefect life shattered one very night, her life took a double turn when she woke up only to find out she is dead and was bond to a transmigration cycle without her consent. She became a life puppet to the system cycle, due to her pure character she had to take twisted classes in order to be a villainess.

The sounds of crickets slightly overlapped the sound of fire crackling, snapping the firewood bit by bit. “So that’s how it is... “ “What do you think, Yuki?” Matthew asked the woman sitting across the fire in front of him. “To be honest, it’s not really something out of the ordinary for someone to undergo a dimension transfer. Although… From a game? That’s a first.” Yuki placed her thumb on her chin. “You mean it’s normal for these things to occur?” Rose asked. “No, it’s not normal. World transfer occurs by supernatural causes. To have done so with a device… There can only be on.” Yuki had a very serious expression.

Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy. "truck kun ," Takamatsu said as he can't help not stopping feeling happy on how he was not in the underworld but allowed to continue his life somewhere else with the even the possibility of having some cheat but immediately tears streamed down his eyes, though he was at first happy that he was not dead, but after remembering that he can't meet his family again and