I Reincarnated As A Sword Novels & Stories

Even after his second surgery, he lay unresponsive, leaving me to grapple with an ache that felt impossible to mend. I sat quietly, watching him. He looked so peaceful, as if he were only asleep. I reached for his hand, feeling the gentle warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips, and clutched it close. "Amory," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the stillness, "I finally understand why I was given a second chance at life… why I came back."

It is rumoured that the dragon sword's aura eliminates the regeneration of beings . " T-This... What are you doing? Kill her already!" Scarlett shouted, impatiently. Her nervousness overjoyed me to kill more of her remaining knights. I unsheathed another sword which was called Soul reaper. The mysterious sword that Drystan gave me before going into the battlefield. " Thanks to him, I can wipe out even the souls of these pathetic blood suckers," I cursed, slashing off the last black hood knight's head. His soul evaporated leaving only the dust of ashes.

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

Alexander reached over, his long fingers gently lacing through hers and lifting her hand to his lips, pressing a slow, warm kiss against the back of her skin. "Congratulations, Victoria," Alexander rasped softly, his voice carrying a protective warmth reserved only for her. "Your father's legacy is coming home." Twenty minutes later, the high-security transfer room beneath the auction floor was deathly quiet. Victoria stood before the reinforced steel counter as the masked curator placed the heavy glass case containing her father's drive into her hands. The cool weight of the obsidian drive felt like a massive anchor in her palms, grounding her after weeks of brutal corporate warfare and bet

she smiled coldly. “I just went out to get some air.” I said looking her dead in the eyes. Before my rebirth, I didn't dare look her in the eyes when she spoke. I used to think that one day… one day, she'd warm up to me if I kept being a good girl–but now? Everything's different. “Some air, huh? You're grounded!”

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.

Leonardo pointed out, and the atmosphere grew colder. Unbothered by the change, Leonardo continued, "I don't know how it happened, but you were somehow able to escape before you were completely sealed away. With the sword. You weren't strong enough to exist on your own, so you merged with the actual key used in sealing the casket. For several years, you've been patiently planning your reincarnation until you found me—someone with similar roots and traits to you," he explained. He had noticed that the sword became a little weaker after the door was closed and his connection with the outside world was cut off, and the longer the place remained sealed away, the weaker it appeared to be.

Lana entered, her eyes fixed on the floor, until a subtle light shone from under the bed. She approached and, with trembling hands, lifted the dagger. But it was no longer the dagger she remembered. The blade had grown, transforming into a gleaming sword, pulsing with an ancient and powerful energy. "But... how?" Lana murmured, open-mouthed. "The blade has fulfilled its first mission," explained the goddess, her voice echoing with a calm that seemed to traverse time. "It purified the species. Now, having assumed its sword form, it calls you to fulfill the next mission."

The young woman realized her purple sword flashes were absorbed by these little balls of light when they came into contact. Chase, who was in front of her, had not only broken her Enchantment Sword Formation, but he was also absorbing her Purple Smoke Sword Flash. Where did he come from? She was originally the chief disciple of the Universal Sword Sect. The young woman possessed the rare Life and Death Sword Physique. A sword physique like hers could only appear within a notion in most sword techniques cultivated. She would be given one opportunity to return to life upon facing death. After returning to life, she would become ten years younger.

'Seems like I really need to discuss with the goddesses later. Discarding those disturbing and, seeing as he was himself reincarnated, rather hypocritical thoughts, he put back his attention to Lilith. So far the date seemed to go well, he had managed to see more of this world, who was weirdly more developed than it thought thanks to what was known as magitek.