Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Zelia lightly tap the Emperor's cheek making him glance at her, "Is something hurting you? Should I call the physician right now?" She shook her head, "No need for the physician, my body just need to adjust..." She stopped from talking when she realize something. 'What the hell is going on? Why is this body acting just like my original body? This feeling of adjustment and weird feeling for this body... This body is mine! I would know right away because I'm the owner of this body... did I really got reincarnated? But I really did die back then when I accidentally pull the trigger of the gun, so how? What's happening? Why am I here? This is not heaven or hell... where am I? Did I teleport or w

Reincarnation is in sight, she doesn't want to miss this opportunity. Rail is the same, he still maintains his job performance. Picking up souls that will die and humans who end their lives by compulsion, namely suicide. Rail is also busy supervising all the performance of his subordinates who had declined due to many problems in the holy land, heaven. He didn't completely get rid of the feeling, in fact in his heart his love for Ardina grew stronger and stronger. Until he completely forgot the time.

I don't want to end up trusting someone and then have my trust betrayed the one thing that I don't want and I don't want to do things for the sake of doing an answer to break off my engagement with my ex-fiance because I don't want to have food you don't feel I wanted to know that the feelings I had were real and that we did happen. Recovery gives you time to get everything you need to get in order and when it happens with your memory it's like a movie of your life. When you wake up you become reborn again but you don't have empire you're still human that's the dumb part because it would be so cool if I woke up and I was a vampire because apparently when they are reborn they remember everyth

The seductive aura wrapped around me like armor. As the final pieces of Seraphina’s memories settled into place, I felt complete. This was my beginning. The rejected, murdered Elara was dead. Seraphina Voss , reborn avenger , had risen and the Blackthorn empire would never be the same.

"I couldn't figure it out at first. I made my moves early this time and even planned everything ahead. Why didn't Simon give up on you? Later, when I was starving in the wilderness, I finally understood that you were also reborn. "Hahaha! Did you really think switching mates early would change your fate? I'll make sure you die after being stripped of all dignity, just like you did in the past life." She gestured for the rogues to step forward. I struggled violently. The chains cut into my flesh, and pain surged through me. Was I really going to die again? Even after being reborn? At that moment, a scar-faced rogue licked his lips. He stared at me with a disgusting grin.

Like he already knew everything that's going to happen. Was he reborn also? “There's no way that's possible," I sighed, sitting up on the bed. He was with me right before the rebirth. He was holding my cold lifeless body in his arms. He looked perfectly fine, so there's no way in hell that would be possible. I suddenly felt thirsty, so I left for the kitchen to get some water. The living room was empty when I walked in. Of course, everyone would be asleep by now. I dragged myself into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

The memory burns as fresh as the night it happened. My chest aches, my breath unsteady. I close my eyes against the pain. When I reopen them, I find myself still on the horse, nestled against Martha's chest, with the night wind howling past us. But something inside me has changed. This is my seventh life, and I'm not sure if it'll be my last, or if I'll be given another chance if I fail, but I know I won't let Jane die again, nor will I let Martha fall again.

If you are looking for a way to get my attention, then this won't work'. Tears trickled down my cheeks, my grip tightened around the phone, and my jaw clenched tightly. I didn't know what was going on right now, and why I was seeing this day again after almost two years instead of being dead after the fire outbreak, but I guess it was for a reason. As much as I wanted to conclude that I was given another chance and had been reborn, I didn't want to give myself so much hope. Besides, that was never possible.

Not even close. For the first time since meeting her, the girl looked tired. "I remember the Archive." Her gaze drifted upward. "I remember the Observer." The tower trembled. "I remember creating things." The red threads began moving. "I remember destroying things." The room darkened. "But my name?" She smiled bitterly. "I lost that a very long time ago." Alina suddenly understood something. Host Zero wasn't trapped here. Host Zero was lonely. The realization made her uncomfortable

"Thank you. I just didn't want anything to come between you and I. I know he cares about you, and you're someone important in his life. He doesn't have too many friends he can be honest with these days." "It's all good. Promise." Renny nodded, smiling. "Thank you. Good luck with the job hunt. I'm going to need to be doing that myself soon, although I have no idea how a reincarnated person gets employed." Buttercup laughed as she started walking away. "It's hard for those of us who have only lived once as well. We're both going to need good luck."