روايات وقصص ضمن I Got Reincarnated And Mistaken As A Genius

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.

She was not entirely back but given a chance to live once again, as someone else but with the same name as hers. Yes, as you have read. Your thinking was right. She reincarnated once again, given her endless dullest life in her past life a hope to make a new and meaningful light in the apocalypse. Apocalypse, even though it was very close to being too dull, at least she could predict who would stab her in the back for the reason of surviving in this cruel world. The Humans that live in this world where the apocalypse started a month ago have reasons to betray their close ones; Family, best friends, and even lovers. These three characteristics were often used to feed them into zombies to have

But he’s always been able to read me, and I can tell by his wistful expression that he feels my fear. “The ones who hurt you… they can’t hurt you now.” He gestures at me. “Look at you. Look at everything you achieved. You refused my help at every turn and molded yourself into the person you were always meant to be. These people are nothing now, Elena. But you… you’re invincible. Remember that.” The forced smile on my face slowly becomes genuine. “Thank you, Grandpa.” He’s right. I’m different now. Untouchable. Invincible.

"Dear sister, this time, it's my turn to be the Harvey family's heiress! You can go be the daughter of that idiot who can't even keep a man!" My younger sister, Stephanie Harvey, sneered viciously as she rushed ahead and reincarnated into the belly of our scumbag father's mistress. Watching the determination on her face, I couldn't help but laugh. Without hesitating, I quickly chose to reincarnate into the womb of the richest woman in the country, Tiara Cromwell.

Then “No, I've finally gone insane.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. Thinner. Different. Not hers. [Previous identity: Kaira McCauley confirmed deceased.] [Current identity: Alina Crosswell.] Her heartbeat slammed against her chest. “…You’re telling me” she paused trying to grasp something “this must be a prank” [Soul transfer successful.] The system cuts in. The room felt colder. “I took over her body?” [Condition met: Simultaneous fatal incidents.]

I could hear their footsteps retreat into the forest and their wild mocking laughter. Wiggling my body too quickly, I fell flat on my face. The rogues now behind me snickered. I wouldn't blame them though; my life was a joke. The rumors must be true; I was really the reincarnation of the traitor Mira, who sold off her pack for mere romance with a demigod. And then, broke his heart for a mere mortal. This must be my retribution. The goddess has fooled me into being born under a blood moon.

I was the karmic reincarnation of Neriah. I was Neriah reborn; I wasn't just some girl with pheromones, I was cursed, the pheromones, at least mine were a curse. A punishment for Neriah's wrongdoings many lives ago, and if I didn't stop the cycle from repeating itself, everyone would die.

"I used to think I loved Bellis. But the moment you were gone, I realized how arrogant and blind I'd been. I chose to hold on to regret instead of the happiness I could have had within reach. So I lost you. That was my punishment." "But I didn't want it to end there." "Using what I remembered from the previous life, I rebuilt my network in five years instead of twenty. Three months ago, I finally found your trail." A beat, then quieter: "I was still afraid to tell you I remembered. I thought if you knew, you'd leave." A faint, broken laugh. "Didn't think I'd give myself away so quickly." I sat with all of it — the whole long tangled knot of it — and felt genuinely lost.

Her heart stopped for a moment. “Y-you?” He sighed. “Didn’t I tell you that I wouldn’t answer to this name before? I would always insist that they call me Asier.” She gasped. “B-but—” ‘Asier didn’t know most of the things that you could do now.’ “What is it?” “But–Asier was—” “Ah–are you wondering why I’m different than before?” She nodded. “I was reincarnated as a baby and grew up in an environment where I could learn the things that you were interested in. That way, there would be a higher chance of us running in the same circle.”

He opens his eyes into the game where he is a piece to His chessboard and company as turning back does not exist anymore, now that he accepted and throws everything into the game of life and death. “To protect and be the holder they expect me to be and where I needed to be. This path is the only way to fulfill that promise, right?” Somewhat brainwash, yet is still holding that desire as the only driving force of his life right now. To the seems like an endless dark tunnel that he walks with. He finally comes out as he finds himself into the room and the world of his plan. “Death Reincarnate.” He whispers, naming the world and the book where the lies, darkness, and the prison cell of the prom