Fantasy World Transmigration Novels & Stories

The magick cradled her tenderly, looping more tendrils around her. She could hear her own twisted screams, but she felt no pain. She was not part of that body any more. She was more. She was other. She was the portal incarnate. And she was pissed. Someone had taken something dear from her. More than a grandfather from his grandchild. Transitions were meant to be a peaceful passing of the mantle. Everything died eventually, even preternaturally long-lived species. It was the way of the world. Murder was not. Another hoarse scream, not hers. Magick burst away from the portal, striking among the crowd. One…two…three times in succession. Three bodies left behind, souls snatched away.

Maria knew she was living in a fantasy world and that it would take time to get used to some things, but today's events had woken her to the truly dark side of this world. She may be a transmigrator, but unlike many heroines in the stories she read, she wasn't omnipotent. Her very first time in this world, Maria struggled, but she overcame those fears. But now, a new set of worries had set in, and Maria didn't know how she would overcome it. "Papa! Come and rescue me already! I don't want to be in this cell anymore with these disgusting creatures!" a young voice of a woman screamed with desperation. Earning looks of hate and annoyance from the other women, who were caged in cells just like h

“You have. There were certain requirements that allow you to have that choice. However, you lost the chance to complete those requirements. Your transmigration to Arrianne’s body is considered accidental. We were only trying some method if you can still use your chance to return to the past.” “Okay, I’m listening. I want an explanation of this weird occurrence.” Yes, for her, it is a weird occurrence. For someone who doesn’t believe in rebirth or transmigration, although she enjoys reading with such genre, her situation was indeed strange and unusual.

The instructor ordered. Hearing this, the princess could only climb down from the carriage. Her beautiful face was witnessed by all. Even I sucked in a deep breath the moment I saw her appearance. She’s worthy of being the most beautiful maiden in the kingdom. The instructor continued. “Also, be mindful of your behavior once you arrive at the immortal realm. This place is much different than the mortal world you came from.” “Yes.” We all chorused in answer before stepping into the boundary dividing the mortal and the immortal world. Every one of us vanished from the spot.

"What if I leave?" "Then leave." "What if I forget?" "Then forget." She looked at him. "And what if I come back?" The stranger smiled. "I'll wait." The memory blurred. Elara's heart began pounding. She knew what happened next. The system. The first world. The transmigration. The life she had believed was the beginning. But now she realized something. The system hadn't found her. She had found it. And she hadn't created it. She had been trying to escape something.

I told Molly that I would explain everything in the morning, told Tilda, who had arrived wide-eyed in her nightdress to inspect the situation, that she could count the man's feathers if she liked, but that she was to count them quietly. Then I found a blanket, and wrapped it around the shoulders of a very tall, dignified, embarrassed man, and sat him down on a barrel by the spring. "This is not possible," I said. "Beasts don't take human form until they're Ascended. It takes years. Decades. I wrote that. Jax took ninety days, and that was the fastest in history." "Yes." He looked at his hands again. They were long-fingered and strong. "That is the first thing I must tell you."

He said, “Well, aside from that, forgive me if I am rude for asking this at your grieving time but I felt a strange energy in you….did you happen to cross paths with any witch that is strong?” I shook my head. He hummed, “Really? Because felt a faint power, someone close to you…and that is why when you died, you didn’t go straight to the afterlife, you got transmigrated into another world, a parallel world of our own. What I did was forbidden magic….but that world was much more strange.” He mumbled, “Whoever made that responsible, I believe it must be from the witch realm. Even I do not possess such magic like that..it just made me curious that someone stinger than me is alive.”

" Not long after, I returned with my sister and lived together with Eugene, and many transmigrators appeared in this world as well. One day, I became the one who maintained the order of this world, the one in control. Then, I created a whole new world. Then, new laws were established. No one was allowed to harm women under the pretense of completing missions, and no one was allowed to slaughter others just to fulfill a task. Everyone obeyed, and thus, a whole new world was born.

I raised my head towards the left mountain and cried out. “Lords of Hades! I know you're watching all the abominable things you do! I have a message from the heavens! It will destroy you if a hair falls from my body!” I growled. Everyone gasped and shifted away from me. It was working! I stared towards the mountain. I had named it the Mountain of Destruction in the book. “Let these people go. Hear the message of the Heavens. If the gods of Heaven will it, the fallen seven will receive mercy!” I blabbered whatever came into my mind.

“You have sixty days to complete the Rite of Accord. If you don't finish it in time, you'll lose your authority to the oversight panel.” Mia frowned. “And Damian is trying to make sure the panel is on his side?” “Yes,” Voss replied. “He's working to put his own people in positions of power. If he succeeds and you fail to complete the Rite in time, he could gain control through them.” Mia looked down at the open book. “So Clause Fourteen is my only chance.” “It's your best chance,” Voss said. “But you need to understand what it will cost you. Once the declaration is filed, your pregnancy becomes public. Everyone will know you're carrying the heir, and you won't be able to keep the attention a