I Was Reincarnated As A Slime Novels & Stories

He looked at me in wonder. “So now you believe me?” Jade smirked. “I was gifted the ability to heal when I was reincarnated,” I said to Sam. “So you were really telling the truth about reincarnating.” He scoffed. “I thought that was another cover up and you were just a demon that had possessed Katara.” He chuckled. “What?” I could not help but laugh lightly. “A demon? Really?” “I don’t blame him. Being reincarnated is not something that happens very often, if ever,” Chad explained.

I took advantage of my small and petite stature to squeeze in between the crowd. I ran as far away as possible. I wanted to be alone. I was just so lost and I didn't know what to do. I didn't know who to trust either. No one else have any idea just how frustrating the feeling was. I didn't need anyone to pity me. I just needed someone who would understand but how could they? I was the one reincarnated into this world trying to escape my fate of dying. The brutal truth was just as plain as that. Just when I thought I was finally free to live my life, I just foresaw another death of mine in the near future and I have no idea what led to it.

What if he wasn’t like Mercy? One night in a drunken stupor, I took too many pills and didn’t wake up. Little did I know at that time, fairies never fully just die. They come back, they live on. But their forms do change. Due to my efforts I supposed, I was reincarnated, this time as an angel. But it wouldn’t be until my clock ran out that I knew what I was, or understood it. My body was weak, a basic human so I didn’t think I had any special powers.

John was in a brown study, he conflicted upon the every thought that happened to be crossing his internal monologue with painstakingness for a couple of minutes. " Huh? If I accept this, I have to lose my humanity, l'll live my whole life there as a Demon King, but as I man will I forget I swear, no! Never! "And answered, " Yes, I accept the condition, please reincarnate me. " And a grin like a Cheshire Cat gave the impression of being in his face, to find happiness, in his one and only chance. The God, smiled and remarked, " Very well. " And he placed his hand in front of John's face, releasing a scintillating beam of light and, the very next moment, he opened them, he was a little infant i

I asked. “Well, I don’t reincarnate, but I do have some sort of a reboot system. I still age, and when I get too old, I transform to a baby. To answer your second question, most possessed are teenagers. Maybe because they have vulnerable hearts, so think of it as a steak out.” "Last question. Why did you tres- uhh.. come here?" "Well, I wanted to check on the sins and I needed a place to dry off." "Sins?"

Zelia lightly tap the Emperor's cheek making him glance at her, "Is something hurting you? Should I call the physician right now?" She shook her head, "No need for the physician, my body just need to adjust..." She stopped from talking when she realize something. 'What the hell is going on? Why is this body acting just like my original body? This feeling of adjustment and weird feeling for this body... This body is mine! I would know right away because I'm the owner of this body... did I really got reincarnated? But I really did die back then when I accidentally pull the trigger of the gun, so how? What's happening? Why am I here? This is not heaven or hell... where am I? Did I teleport or w

"I couldn't figure it out at first. I made my moves early this time and even planned everything ahead. Why didn't Simon give up on you? Later, when I was starving in the wilderness, I finally understood that you were also reborn. "Hahaha! Did you really think switching mates early would change your fate? I'll make sure you die after being stripped of all dignity, just like you did in the past life." She gestured for the rogues to step forward. I struggled violently. The chains cut into my flesh, and pain surged through me. Was I really going to die again? Even after being reborn? At that moment, a scar-faced rogue licked his lips. He stared at me with a disgusting grin.

Mara-Lena was the most changed thing. Smaller, she said. The right size, Lena said. Both of them were correct and the descriptions did not contradict each other. Mara had spent three hundred years compressed into stasis and then into Julian's body and then into the energy of the possession attempt and then into the work of building the exit door. She had been enormous because she had been containing enormous things. Now she was her own size, and her own size was considerable but not overwhelming, and living in Lena's body with Lena's life was something she was learning with the specific patience of a person who has run out of urgency and found that patience, in its absence, is actually quite

The second I walked in, I knew her. Martha. Same healer from before. The one James bribed in my last life. Swapped my newborn for Emily's and swore up and down that mutt was mine. "Luna, don't worry," she said, all sugar, stepping in close. "I'll take good care of you and your pup."

"Why bring me here? Why not let me rest? I'm supposed to be dead... buried six feet under the cold fucking earth, forgotten in some godforsaken cemetery. That's what was supposed to happen. This? This is not supposed to happen. No, no, no..." Nyx nodded. "Indeed. You were supposed to be dead. Your story should have ended there, buried in the darkness. But fate has its own plans, Carmen. You've been given another chance, though not without its trials and challenges." Carmen let out a bitter laugh, her voice dripping with mockery as she dropped her hands and glared at Nyx. "A second chance?" she spat. "Is that what you call this? Being ripped from my death and thrown into some twisted world wh