Jobless Reincarnation Man God Novels & Stories

Alaric fell to the ground with a groan and his father roared so powerful that the land seemed to rumble, the trees shook and Alaric covered his ears as a reflex action before Eric stopped roaring and reverted back to his human form, the fur disappeared like it had been an illusion and his claws retracted back to his nails. He got his father’s look, his burning red hair and copper crimson eyes made him attractive to most girls but his heart belonged to someone else. "You didn't think this through, did you? Alaric." He asked his son as he came close to him, Alaric reverted back to his complete human form and dusted his clothes. "If I could beat you, don't you think I would be Alpha by now." Al

"The curse won't let me. Not anymore... I might fall into a coma again, but I won't die." "Or maybe it will kill you so that you can be reincarnated so that it can start all over again." Gáta retorted. "Look., As I said, I don't need to talk in riddles with you. I haven't been able to identify whether you’ve been reincarnated several times or whether you are a supernatural creature."

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?”

"Chase, this is your last chance to insult me. Once I make my comeback, I'll never let you stand anywhere near me again." In my previous life, I helped Evonne stage such a glorious comeback, yet she still found me disgusting and thought I was an insult to her. It was not just being anywhere near her, she didn't even give me a chance to exist. This time, without me, I would wait and see how she would ever rise again.

Their faces changed from skepticism to shock as I told them about the reincarnation and the dark god lurking in the shadows. “Zerathos,” I said, the name tasting like ash on my tongue. “He’s the real threat here. Not Ava.” The room was deathly silent. Then Garrick broke it with a mocking laugh. “You expect us to believe this tale? Reincarnation? A dark god? This sounds like the words of a madman desperate to protect his human pet.” I saw red. In a flash I was right in front of him, slammed my hands on the wooden table in front of him, the force of the hit cracked the ancient wood. “Watch your tongue, Garrick, or I’ll rip it from your mouth. This is your last warning.”

Sam's POV I had no choice! Even though I knew that the road ahead was full of traps and social warfare, I still had to continue. Fortunately, everything had just begun and there was room to turn things around! Since God had given me a chance to relive my tragic life, I must not let this second chance go to waste! To be reborn at this moment was a twist of fate, compensation and also a challenge! The endless hushed and expectant voices filled my ears. just like in my past life. I was so overwhelmed that I started feeling dizzy but I was still as compliant as a wooden mannequin.

This time, it actually worked. I became bound to her. Anything that could harm her body would be transferred to me and amplified a hundred times over. In my last life, she used that power to become rich. But not long after I died, the flowers lost their effect. She was quickly replaced by other streamers, and her popularity crashed. With no other options, she started faking eating content, but obsessive fans exposed her. Some extreme followers kidnapped her and forced gallons of pepper-infused liquid down her throat. She died on the spot.

"You've got to be kidding me. Do you know how long we have been working on this? But it took you less than two days to crack it. What kind of a brain do you have?" "I don't know," I chuckled lightly. "There is only one person who would have been able to pull this up, and that person is Princess Ashina. Unfortunately, the lovely princess is dead but I guess we have her reincarnated here." Damon tapped me lightly on the shoulder. Well, her reincarnation is indeed here, literally. "I hope I will not get into trouble because of this?" I asked him. "What do you mean? Why should you be in trouble for being a brain box?"

"No, you can't burn it! I'm telling you the truth; the curse has been plotted for too long. "It can't be lifted. If we mess with it, it will backfire on all of us, and we'll all die!" I plastered a smile on my face. "Since it can't be undone, we can find someone else to take the hit. Write down the name of the person who put you up to this."

“You do not possess an iota of bravery or courage like he does.” “Right….” he rolled his eyes, walking past the painting of the man who looked too much like him in stiffy aristocratic clothes, raising his claws high with a proud smile on his face. He looked very savage, a look Marvis did not appreciate, especially with the several stereotypes surrounding his people. “I thought it was only Werephoenixes that could reincarnate.” “Wow, it must not be a brain that is in your head. Of course everyone can reincarnate. Werephoenixes cannot reincarnate because they cannot die. It’s more like recycling, forfeiting an old body for a better one.”