Ginger Jobless Reincarnation の小説・ストーリー

"That's impossible. My mentor, Mr. Thayne Granger, fell after the great battle. He should have entered reincarnation. Why is there no trace of him in the records?" Vexon hesitated, his expression troubled. After a moment, he revealed the cruelest possibility in a solemn voice. "Ms. Carver, the laws of reincarnation in the Netherrealm have never changed. As long as even a trace of the soul remains intact, it will enter reincarnation after death, and its path will be recorded." Meeting her increasingly cold gaze, Vexon paused for a moment before saying clearly, "Your mentor didn't enter reincarnation." "He didn't enter reincarnation?" Aria murmured, feeling as though something had struck her c

In the past, when Cadell Marcus followed his master Bernard Brown, True Man, he subdued all kinds of powerful ghosts and sealed them in this Divided Soul Pot. There weren't too many evil ghosts, there is also the chance of reincarnation, but you must do good deeds, make up for the karma of previous evil deeds, wait for the right opportunity, and you can be transcended by Cadell Marcus and reincarnate again. Regarding those stupid and unwise ghosts that are unwilling to live in the Divided Soul Pot, Cadell Marcus has never shown mercy until now, directly exterminating them, refining them into ghost pills, and using this family. Increase your level.

Justin said, confused. "That's where your understanding fails," Chi Gang said smugly. "Master Murphy intended to condemn me to eternal suffering, but he inadvertently protected me from reincarnation." Justin's face changed, realizing the truth. Kiran nodded slightly. "Byron moved you, so you had a chance to revive, right?" "The opportunity for my revival wasn't because of Byron. I found a chance to revive," Chi Gang explained. "What revival opportunity? Why were you inside my granddaughter?" Justin asked urgently.

To Gerald, they deserved to die. Instead of letting them come and cause trouble, Gerald would rather get rid of them in advance. That way, he would be able to avoid getting into bigger trouble. After staring at them for a few seconds, Gerald took out the Phangrottom Rune. With a firm wave of the Phangrottom Rune, Gerald exterminated the souls of those two. People like them didn’t qualify to be reincarnated. They should just turn into nothingness.

Dorothy said, “Each time she reincarnates, she had to keep some of the memories retrieved with great difficulty. Hence, she couldn’t take the normal path during her reincarnation. Once she took the path in the Land of Ghosts, her memories would be cut. Thus, she took another path, but she had to suffer the pain of being crushed by a grinder.” The grinder referred to the so-called Flesh Grinder. Alex had never been to the Land of Ghosts, and he didn’t know the specific situation over there.

His voice dropped to a whisper so thin it barely touched the air. “They lied to you, Silas.” My stomach dropped. “The second chance in life they promised?” he continued. “It’s not a return. You don’t go back to your real world. You become a worker for the system.” “Worker,” I repeated. “You were either going to be processed into a guard like me, barely any free will, brain fog, constant directives or assigned to kitchen duty. The ones who prepare meals.” I blinked. “So basically… reincarnation as a corporate slave.”

As long as Ginger could be treated, he wouldn't bat an eyelid regardless of how high the price was. Thankfully, Woody appeared at the crucial moment. Not only did he cure Ginger of her terminal illness, but he also uncovered that scumbag, Alfie's, evil plot and kept a part of the snake-turtle energy in Ginger's body. This method directly helped Ginger to ascend to an ancient martial artist from a regular person and have midrange strength. After Gerald's attentive guidance during the past few days, Ginger had reached the Acquired Realm. And even though she'd lost a lot of time because she was sick, she had now surpassed most of her peers.

I knew what Lilith wanted and I was ready to give it to her no matter the cost before it broke out into a war. "Ginger, this is taking forever," I said in a cool voice. The witch nodded and immediately got to work. She placed her palms on the chest and chanted a spell in Greek that translated to 'you have never known loss because you have never felt love and hope. All you'll know is emptiness but you'll never find that missing piece' if my greek wasn't rusty. A tear that looked more like blood cascaded down the vampire's eyes before his eyes finally shut in completion to erasure. "It is done," Ginger muttered, wiping away tears of her own. "He won't completely forget her but he'll never reme

The ghosts were classified into different streams, drifting into the distance. On the Karma Mirror, there were tens of thousands of ghost servants in black working day and night. They escorted the ghosts and named them one by one. Then, they used the Karma Mirror to sort them out. After the ghost had Granny Meng's soup, finally, they were reborn according to the karma of their previous lives. Ding Hao turned to look at somewhere else. The reincarnation channel was filled with circles of strange and beautiful mist. The aura was much stronger than before, but there were still many parts that needed to be perfected. Obviously, it had not been completed and was still under construction.

She felt the warmth spread through her, enjoyed the last mouthwatering bite, and sat, sated at last, feeling the breeze on her face and neck, the magic coursing through her. And what of Ginger? He was freed; it was his spirit, his essence that had been trapped. The body is just a shell, after all. He returned, posthaste, to his region, reported to his supervisor, and took the ensuing chewing out with some grace (the word is not favored in Hell, but the virtue is universal). It was a very mild chewing; after all, he had extricated himself with cleverness, and had opened the door to a wonderful revenge.