Is That Time I Was Reincarnated As A Slime Good Novels & Stories

"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."

“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.”

I opened my eyes to find a shiny knife before me, sending me tumbling back onto the couch in fear. "What's wrong, Lily? Do you want an apple?" my husband, Xavier Henderson, asked. My heart raced—wasn't I dead? Because I kept quiet, Xavier moved closer, still holding the knife. He said, "There's a new coworker who lives in our neighborhood..." I slapped the knife away and frantically inspected my body. And then, realization dawned—I had been reborn!

“It’s kind of hard to explain but it felt like I was on the edge of the world where all you could hear was the sound of waves breaking against the shore. It’s got such a cleansing and purifying sound. I just love that sound. “I imagined this giant Magic Slate that erased all the troubles and mistakes of the world, over and over. All your bad experiences, bad memories, bad dreams wiped away just like that. But, like I said, it was like a womb because even though it felt like the edge of everything, it was also a place where things came full circle. Kind of like a place where people go to die and be born again. Like…” “Reincarnation?” Ecto offered. “Exactly. I had the calmest, most secure feel

As it fell to the ground, he changed his position, smashing his feet into the thing’s face. It bounced back a few feet and regrew its legs. It screeched, letting out a wave of energy. The shard disappeared, and the Slenderman turned into a black entity, with its eyes like two suns. It disappeared from sight, and Willow felt the his feet leave the ground. It got him, and was carrying him into the air. He turned into a swarm of bats, and back to his normal self Time to end this. “Ultimate Vampiric skill: Lifesteal.”

At the very least I can take advantage of this situation to familiarize myself with the situation I am in right now, the whole Abyss Harold thing I mean… To summarize, I died and got reincarnated as a character from an RPG I used to play at my free time back when I was a company lawyer… The character I have been reincarnated as is called “Satiana Von Evanson”. White silver hair and Ember eyes, what you can call proudly a true beauty, even though I am still 16. I looked at my face on a dirty mirror glass after removing the sheet that was covering it.

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 bucked and writhed, screaming in agony as the spell drove the red mist out of me. Minerva stepped forward. 'From these ashes, This Alpha's reborn Renewed with energy From earth to sky

"So the slaves are having a revolt, tell me this isn't a civil war!" The men glanced at each other. "Well?" Phuture asked. "You fighting for slavery or not?!" The man answered. "This is The Civil War." Phuture rolled her eyes, she said. "Damn it... this is some bullshit!" My family... gone... and I'm stuck in some civil war alone with none of my family members. Reincarnated as a slave. What the hell is my purpose here? "How did you kill Celie?" Phuture asked. "What did you do to her?"

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."