Jobless Reincarnation Cliff Romane & Geschichten

“Now your mind.” It felt like I was being torn to pieces. With the few words she whispered, my bones cracked, memories shifted and faded, my mind became obsolete. I screamed into the moonlight, wishing, praying for the goddess to come save me. The last thing I see before my eyes close, was Clarissa's face. ******** Yomen stood over the man's body. The Alpha of the Dark blood clan, reincarnation of the man the Goddess fell for. The man he had to kill to obtain glory.

She lifted her head, eyes glassy with something close to grief. “Elena…” Her voice broke. “I didn’t die. I was taken.” The staircase seemed to tilt beneath me. Taken. Not lost. Not gone. Taken. “Project Rebirth,” she whispered, as though the words themselves were poison. “It wasn’t meant for you. It was meant for me.” My breath hitched. A chill crawled down my spine. “What do you mean?” Clara closed her eyes for a moment, steadying herself. When she opened them again, something fragile shattered in her gaze.

He was a **System Administrator**. "Alice," the man said, his voice cold and echoing. "You've been playing in the 'Recycle Bin' for too long. It’s time to empty the trash." He raised a silver rod, and a beam of white light hit the fire. The fire didn't go out. It **Inverted**. The orange flames turned into a freezing, black vacuum that began to suck the survivors toward the center. --- ### The Cliffhanger "Rowan!" I lunged for him, but the black vacuum was too strong.

Hearing Genevieve crying on the stairs was all she’d needed to start putting pieces together. “We keep missing each other. I’m with someone or you are. Perhaps in another life?” “Another life, definitely.” Clint extended a hand to help her off the couch then pulled her into an embrace. “I don’t want to be your rebound, Fin,” he whispered in her ear. “I know.” She’d split from her master of six years over the holidays—a man she’d truly loved. Clint had heard about it through the grapevine when he’d been on the prowl for a play partner. This wasn’t their time. As a Catholic, he didn’t believe in reincarnation, but if Fin was right, his agreement

Until Sitri spoke again. "You don't trust my friends to look after your little wolf?" He made a grumbling sound that made the men at the table laugh. Flames licked my body as the demons stared at me, hunger in their eyes. “I'm here because of her." Clive's voice extinguished the flames. I closed my eyes, focusing only on him. The need to reincarnate, to protect himself with sharp teeth that could rip out his vocal cords, was overwhelming. She doesn't look like a dancer.

"Even if we had our problems before, we should've talked them out. You left without a word and just disappeared. Do you really think that was okay? Do you have any idea how miserable I've been these past two years? "If I hadn't come to Costa Solara, would you have ever come back to Novaterra? I wronged you in my past life, sure, but that's over. This is a new life. Why are you still keeping your distance? Why are you still trying to walk away from me?"

“But that’s not true. He was never killed. He was… recycled.” Ellie blinked. “Recycled? Like a soda can?” Voss’s lips twitched. “Some guardians are too important to destroy. So the gods forged a cycle. Every time the world neared collapse, the guardian would return. In flesh. In form. In fur.” She gestured toward the beast at Ellie’s side. “That’s him. Not a clone. Not an experiment. The reborn key. The only being strong enough to keep the Chimera locked in Tartarus.”

"When I left Moretti, I had already returned everything I owed. The things you want to give me now were things I didn’t want three years ago. I want them even less now." The light in Adrian’s eyes cracked. "What about me?" he whispered. "You won’t even give me a chance to apologize?" "Apologizing is your choice. Accepting it is mine." His fingers curled around the edge of the window, and his voice nearly shook. "Elena, I wronged you in the last life too, didn’t I?" I lifted my eyes. Adrian stared at me as if he had finally caught the answer he feared most. "You remember too," he said. "You were reborn too."

asked the man. "Ah, yes, sorry." Tiara looked embarrassed at being looked at too closely like that by a man who was none other than Rail. He had been waiting for Ardina, now, she named is Tiara, to grow up. Unfortunately, Tiara lost her memory. And that is the process of reincarnation that every reborn soul has to go through. "I'm fine!" She dodged the pain in her ankle, standing as best she could. But the pain made her wince in pain.

In the end, Lancelot will be thrown away by Avery and will be murdered by the crown prince’s assassins. Heck, I’m even one of those mob character that are going to die after a month here, what am I gonna do? I heaved a long sigh. The heavens probably despise me or something, with them reincarnating me in this world just to experience death. I might have an idea why the divinity dislikes me, but... Is being an antisocial really irks the heaven? Are there something wrong with their mind? This is unfair. “Master?”