Jobless Reincarnation Cliff Novels & Stories

Down the hill, a massive beast — scaled, its enormous head turning just enough for me to glimpse six gleaming eyes and a mouth dripping black blood — was charging into the battlefield. The voice spoke again, perfectly calm. “As I was saying… you now have four lives remaining.” “What the hell just happened?” I gasped. “You were just devoured by a Dreadfang, a very vicious predator,” the voice said. “You resurrected. Which means your lives have reduced from five to four.” I froze. “What happens when I lose them all?” The voice deepened, turning cold. “Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.”

“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.”

Clayton replied, “I can’t say for sure. But he’d be out of our leagues when he comes out.” Dark Thea frowned and asked, “What kind of place is this? Everything seems different from the Genesis Worlds.” Clayton poured some wine into his mouth, swallowed it, and said, “You were the Heavenly Path before, so how are you unaware?” Dark Thea rolled her eyes and answered, “I was forced to reincarnate. My memories have been erased. Why would I ask you if I already knew.” Clayton replied, “Do you at least remember being the Ying governor?”

Asked Tennebris. "I'm becoming the human I was," I replied, still groping for nothing in search of a way to cross. "The passage was not opened in a portal... She was already here. I always came back in every reincarnation through this cliff. Just as I've always lost my life in it.”

However, he woke up one day with a sudden memory in his head. Clive was the reincarnation of a great powerhouse. However, something happened when he tried to revive all the memories of his identity. Most of the memories from his mind and soul had disappeared. The only memories left were partial techniques and the locations of hidden treasures. Clive initially thought he was dreaming. However, he could still clearly remember the techniques and chants, so he decided to test them out. The results shocked him. Clive was able to enhance a minor level in a few short days after testing them out.

“I think I can speak properly now. I’m glad that you got to live again, unrestrained from the barriers from your first life and I hope that you’ve managed to fulfil some of your wishes. You should have lived a full life the first time, but that didn’t happen and you can’t even live past 23 the second time. I hope you can do it a third time.” Clara didn’t have the heart to tell him that she could never be reincarnated again. “I have done a lot of things in the past four years that I wanted to do in my first life,” she assured him. “I won’t have any regrets when my time ends.” “Will Clarissa come back if you go?” Xavier asked. Clara shook her head. “Clarissa killed herself on the same day I di

The cold wind howled across Snowridge’s crumbling streets, sending sharp gusts of snow swirling into every corner. Asha’s cloak billowed behind her as she walked swiftly, her thoughts fixed on the task at hand. The Soulbone Imprint was still out of reach, but the clues were starting to weave together, faint but undeniable. However, there was something else—something about the beasts Darian had mentioned that gnawed at her thoughts. Blood Pact. It was more than just a manipulation of beasts. It was tied to the heart of her people’s destruction.

" I chose the same moment three years later to draw the reversed version. Then, I soaked that rare black bellflower I had spent forever tracking down with her blood. That was what flipped everything. I lifted the rug by the door, pulled out the blood-soaked black petals, and forced them into Sally's mouth. "You'll pay for what you've done." As for Francis, he had helped her do too many things that crossed the line. The moment Sally died, he stopped breathing, too. The next morning, I listed the house on a resale site. After that, I took my luggage and left. Behind me was an empty house. Their bodies had vanished along with the bellflower petals. It was like they had never existed at all.

I had rehearsed this conversation a thousand times in my head, but now that it was here, the words felt like shards in my throat. “I’m not… who you think I am,” I began slowly. “Or rather, I am, but I’ve… lived this life before.” His brow furrowed, but he didn’t interrupt. “I died once,” I said, the words heavier than I expected. “And I was given… another chance. A rebirth. Same body. Same world. But a different path. That’s why I know things I shouldn’t. That’s why I make choices that don’t make sense to you.”

But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. “You can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.” Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes. “What do you mean?” Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. “Tell me everything!” The truth about Lia’s reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasn’t just someone who reminded him of Lia. She was Lia, reborn by the grace of the Moon Goddess. This revelation only fueled Caleb’s need to confront Gonzalo and end the chaos once and for all.