Jobless Reincarnation Elf Novels & Stories

Lamia asked, her voice laced with skepticism. "Time! I can turn back the clock in the human world. Surely, there is a reason you harbor such a profound hatred for humanity.” “Can you... can you bring back the dead?” "Was he human?" "Yes." "If he was human, I can restore his life. I can grant him a second chance and avert his demise!" "You swear you will not break your word?" "I am Azazel, an elf. I give you my oath!” the voice declared. In an instant, a golden ring manifested, encircling Lamia’s pinky finger.

Damon could practically imagine Draven grinning as involuntarily a smile created on his lips as line went off. “Let’s see what we’ve got here.” Damon mumbled to himself as he took a sharp right turn to outskirts of Zhoutis. **** “A reincarnation spell? I’ve never heard of such magic, My Lord.” Lucifer heard Alaric’s confused voice through the other side of the phone. “Dig deeper, Alaric. There has to be something related to this. Once you find something, I’m one call away.” Lucifer said as he smashed the warrior’s head into the wall as blood splattered across his clothes.

He began to sit up slowly so he could turn and face Alysin. “I am an Elfre. We must return the gifts given to us with gifts of our own. It is our purpose.” Samnom focused harder and studied the girl’s face. Her ears were pointed like an Elf’s. Elfre were part of the Elf family but they had a distinct purpose. That was to give in return for being given a gift. They were loners and few people knew much about them. After giving their gifts their spirit was freed from the world and they moved on into another dimension.

The tears were back and falling down my cheeks as he gathered me into his arms and held me tightly as I wept. "A dark elves' only goal in his life is finding and finishing his tasks, you can't deny him his chance of becoming part of the immortal forest in Alfheim, it's a great honor," he said sincerely and I nodded my head saying I knew that but I loved him and would miss him so much. "So what about Ellis?" I pulled back and gave him a sour look as I explained that he was human and he stopped me. "He was a reaper if I remember correctly and once a reaper, always a reaper," he mumbled and I shook my head.

The King of the Underworld was hit by the debris on the table on his head, constantly screaming in pain as he crawled into a corner, curling up on the ground, looking innocent: “Alpha Levi! Why are you here again? Didn’t you say you had found Alpha Maeva’s reincarnation?” Levi handed Ellise to the King of the Underworld. “Take this leftover soul to reincarnate.” The tearful eyes of the King of the Underworld looked at Ellise, immediately puzzled: “Sir! You’re clearly making things difficult for me! This is not a soul, it’s clearly just power, not even one complete soul, let alone seven, let alone a single one. If it enters the reincarnation well, it will just disappear... the cycles of Heave

“DEATH, REBIRTH, REINCARNATION, AND CHANCE. SHALL I LAY UNTO YOU THE REAAL DEAL OF THE SEVEN EXISTING WORLDS, WHERE THE ORIGINAL AND THE ROT OF ALL LIES TO WHAT I CALL,” SHINZO DIMENSION

they whisper, collapsing. Zynara screams, her aura erupting, her void-dagger radiating black-star light, her form shifting—a radiant oracle-vessel, her twin-star eyes blazing with the oracle’s will. “I am reborn!” she roars, her hymn shaking the vale, rifts tearing through the reborn world. My cosmic aura dims, the ritual’s cost searing, my Veil-tether fraying. Elara’s whisper falters, Child, my heart is lost.

The other elves witnessing such a joyous occasion stood between the tree and fireflies and candlelight, tables and chairs for a 'garden party', a bonfire already crackling in the background, ready for the winter night. It was a precious day for the parents receiving their buds- their babies- and so everyone was gathered to see the new bundles of joy. Like elves' birth, they are also given back to the Tree of Life on their deaths, awaiting reincarnation. But today was extra special because the elven Lord and lady were also receiving their precious daughter.

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!

These reincarnation are rare and not everyone believes it. When I finished explaining my stress, she let out a low whistle. “Wow, Christine, you’re juggling a lot. But this guy, Cade’s son… if he thinks he knows you, maybe he’s interested. Like, interested, interested in you. You could use that to your advantage, you know.” I frowned, my grip tightening on the phone. “Use it? What do you mean?”