I Was Reincarnated As A Slime Novels & Stories

"How is this possible? How are you all alive?" Kiya sighed. "We don't know the exact details, but we were reborn into new bodies. Same souls, same memories. It didn't take long from us to regain everything, to remember who we were. And when we did, we found each other, we were sad at first then we heard you were alive too, thankfully we were reborn unto the bodies of undercover maids so Thane chose us easily." "And we found out the truth," Miya said, her voice laced with anger.

The forest replied with silence, yet the shadows seemed to pulse with intent. I took a deep breath. Every instinct, every memory, every ounce of will surged within me. I was not the same Silver who had been struck down in the forest. I was reborn. I was Iris. And I would reclaim everything. The moonlight caught the gleam of a pair of eyes in the darkness—a figure standing silently, watching, waiting. And I knew, with every fiber of my new body, that the hunt had begun… and this time, I would not run.

He impatiently waved his palm to my face. " Ms. Perez, are you okay? I think you're hungry. Let's go of my treat!" I was surprised he's being good to me now. I asked myself again. " Am I dreaming? What about the owner of this body? I wonder where she goes now that I was the one inside her? ---------- March 1970 Past era ( Hierarchy time ) " Being reborn as a slave, I think I die a thousand times!" Anika ----------- " Ahhhhhhh!!!" I feel horrible right now.

"Huh! I may be weak, SHITsu, but you're not strong enough to overpower me!" "Three... Two... One! |...| Hmm... I've lost my balance. Hmm... I'm falling towards Ishigami's portal. Hmm... Shiatsu and Ishigami both have sinister smiles on their faces. Hmm... I'm dead. Oh, Gods of the Isekai world! I beg of you! Reincarnate me as a bear! |...| I can feel my face and my sweaty, ice-cold hands. I can hear the three devil spawns chattering. I can see... Midway!

“It was for a moment, but I knew something felt different. It's a good thing I checked earlier '' I am reborn into another dimension that the voice had mentioned earlier. The other lights that I saw were different dimensions of the world we lived in which I am unaware of myself. At first glimpse, one could notice that there was something off about it, with its distinguished features distorting itself and the cracks at each doorway. As the child was lost in thought, the person who entered the carriage, as she thought, was one of her acquaintances dressed in clothing that people use for cosplaying. Fortunately, some fragments of the memories of this body were still intact so I could recognize

At least for now, and yes, I'm still the same old Rowena. You all know how my life is. Get reborn blah blah blah, different parents, same lover or at least his lookalike, and then death. How thrilling! I don't actually get my memories as soon as I'm born, though. That'll be weird. I get them once I turn ten. I literally wake up a different person. For the first few times, I was extremely sad, but I'm used to it now and try not to get too attached to the people around me.

But even if it sounds feminine, I really love it – I like my second name because it makes me feel like I have Japanese blood, and I like to watch and read isekai anime or manga about protagonists who are reincarnated in another world and become super strong. Just like that dream… Mundo da Fantasia. It’ll be nice if I get reincarnated to that beautiful world and be an overpowered character! Just like the newest anime I’m into. I’m actually looking forward to the next episode of that time I reincarnated as slime. Hays, Rimuru-sensei! Buttoning my shirt, I can’t help but notice how average my look is. I'm just a fat guy, cursed with a swarm of pimples on my face, cleavage, and back.

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

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.

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."