It's That Reincarnated As A Virus Story Novels & Stories

"Sophia? Sophia! What were you gonna say? You totally zoned out!" Jack's voice yanked me back. He'd just pulled up in front of Moonshade Medical Center, frowning. And that's when it hit me— I'd been reborn. In my last life, the second he dropped me off, I told him: Alice had Corrosion Sickness. This is the AIDS virus of our werewolf kind. Passed through blood, intimate relations, or from mother to pup. Shreds your immune system. Eats your wolf alive. No cure. No healing. Just a slow, brutal countdown to death.

Within a week, doctors had more information, and the news became terrifying. The virus changed those it infected, turning humans into monsters and bringing the dead back to life. It was simple science really, the virus changed our DNA and with it eradicated all that was good about the human race, love compassion kindness empathy, all it left behind were our base instincts, the need to feed and the need to spread the infection but it didn't always eradicate the ability to think in those it infected, there were some smart ass bad guys out there with no base emotions to hold them back.

said Doctor Rin, confused. “You don't know how the virus spreads? It was through a bite or scratch from the monster. So any person or creature that gets bitten will become that monster too in just a few hours. "What?! You're not kidding right? I can't believe this..." Doctor Rin said as she pulled his hair up as an expression of his frustration. Doctor Rin's eyes started to tear up. She was starting to feel guilty for creating that 'S' virus. "I am not kidding. I've seen it many times," replied Eren with a serious face.

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

The clan servants in charge of him were astonished by his intelligence and hard work, but no one suspected his condition as someone who has reincarnated, all the servants thought he was a clever child who lacked love and eventually he was buried in the world of his books to avoid feeling lonely. Even though he had some fragments of memories, they couldn't influence Golden to the point of becoming his previous life's extension like famous people with memories of their past lives that appeared on the books Golden had read. Golden was only Golden, he couldn't be considered a dead man in the body of a kid, so even if Golden was more mature and hardworking than other kids, he was still a kid, and

I smiled at the wall, a sharp, dangerous curve of my lips. “You’re not fighting a ghost, Sebastien. You’re fighting a virus that just gained root access to a King.” Outside, the forest groaned as something ancient and terrible woke up

"You are a mortal spark in a digital sea!" "I am the **Owner** of this sea!" I yelled. I drove my hand into his chest, reaching for the Seed. But I didn't try to pull it out. I did the one thing a virus never expects. I **Merged** with it. I let the Red Blood wrap around the White Seed, and I forced my own human consciousness into the code. I wasn't the Mainframe. I wasn't the Virus. I was the **User**. "Override!" I commanded.

"People who got saturated with the rain earlier will become like that. We called them walkers and they're already undead. Zombies, they say. And if you got bitten by them, foresee that you'll gonna be one of them in less than an hour." I downed all my saliva in one swallow and drifted my eyes away outside. But then, I chose to face him again this time. "The rain?" The trinket in my voice is visible and he recognizes that. "Yes. We suspected that the rain carry something that made the people swerved like this." My mother told me that 'bout a while ago. The rain...does it mean it brought a virus and pilgrimages before reaching the ground? And if I'm not mistaken, those people slammed by the dr

“You can try as much as you want...but now you’re just a miserable human...” My hands begin to shake with rage...It’s not possible for me to be beaten by a stupid corpse...I HAVE to go back to Darren...I HAVE to escape because I am the reincarnation of the RED MOON!!! The blankets around me begin to spin fast in the ‘air under Vlad’s stupid eyes. “Interesting...” I see everything black, but I can see the outline of Vlad’s soul. “You can never have control over me...I won’t let you!!!”

I looked up at him, my mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and confusion. For so long, I’d questioned Atlas’ sincerity, unable to fully trust him. But now, something shifted inside me, a sudden clarity breaking through the fog of doubt. The memories surged back—a cycle of death and reincarnation, a desperate struggle to survive and overcome the tragedy that bound us together. Soon, I remembered why I could truly trust him. Both Atlas and I died. We got reincarnated and we needed to stay alive and get past of this tragedy now. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry from the heat and exhaustion. Nodding, I reached for his hand, feeling the solid warmth of his grip.