I Don't Want This Reincarnation Novels & Stories

Must I be watched suffering. Was loving a sin to be tortured for? “I'm here, Hazel. I'll always be.” I heard her majestic voice. "You may speak now. Make a wish,”. "You already know what my wish is.” I responded immediately, barely letting her finish, my eyes still closed. “I wish to be reborn.” I added. "Reborn or reincarnated?” She asked. "Reincarnated. Also, reincarnate her too," I said, knowing she will understand what I was talking about.

“Have you ever wondered why SEO has operated for over the centuries under the radar? Because they’re the best. And you’re an agent for what? A year? Don’t blame yourself.” “Why did I come back without memory?” “Amelia, you’re not reincarnated. You’re reborn.” “Aren’t they the same?” “Reincarnation is a rebirth of a soul to another body. In your case—” “I’m still me without memory.” “Yes. Since you’re a part angel, the only way for you to live again is to sacrifice a life.” “You sacrificed someone for me to come back?” I was more horrified. “That’s not right.”

As far as he might be concerned, he actually felt like he was that humble urbanite skilled worker past his forties who's caught up with dealing with his little studio. That game changing evening, he just got together with his previous companions for certain beverages. How and for what reason did he awaken in Norton Lorist's body the following day? The humble studio proprietor was stunned and hysterical. Luckily, the body unto which his spirit had resurrected had been seriously harmed and couldn't move in bed for two entire months, giving him sufficient opportunity to reorient himself and acclimatize the recollections of the body's proprietor. What's more, given the first proprietor's contemp

“If…if it were possible,” Blythe says, still looking down at his feet. “I’d like to be reincarnated…soon. I don’t want to go back to the Dead place – I don’t think I was really…there. And I don’t want my memories, if you please. I want to…try again. Start fresh.” Life hums, considering, and then nods. “It can be done, boy. If that is what you want.”

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.

(EXCHANGED SOULS) DEATH, REBIRTH, AND REINCARNATION. The three words that are keeps on circling into his subconsciousness, yet the same words that keep on whispering unto his ears like it is some kind of a bug that keeps on buzzing and nonstop, somewhat wanted something out of him by which he knew what, but pretends not. “I will not, I would not give in.”

"The curse won't let me. Not anymore... I might fall into a coma again, but I won't die." "Or maybe it will kill you so that you can be reincarnated so that it can start all over again." Gáta retorted. "Look., As I said, I don't need to talk in riddles with you. I haven't been able to identify whether you’ve been reincarnated several times or whether you are a supernatural creature."

I promised, but an unexplainable feeling lingered, indicating that keeping that promise could be more difficult than I thought. "Okay then, it's already late; we should go to sleep, and I will see you tomorrow, young lady," she said, kissing me again on my forehead. Dad was the first to leave the room, and I was ready to follow him after turning off the TV when I came to a halt, holding my head. "Do you believe in reincarnation?" "No, I don't believe in that," Kian replied. "I believe in reincarnation, but they say there's no guarantee that you'll be reincarnated as a human being again; you might become an animal. If you were to become an animal, what would you select?"

She just know that she was angry as what her memory told her but she forgot what it means or how that feels. As the man continue to write characters on the floor, her concept of emotions also vanished one by one. She is no longer angry, sad, or happy. She realized it and asked, "what is happening?" The man did not stop but he opened his mouth to answer, "I am preparing for your reincarnation. And to be truly reborn, you will have to forget who you were before. The past you should be left behind and you shall start a new life." Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?"

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.”