Jobless Reincarnation World Map の小説・ストーリー

My father nodded. “We need to, they started a war, and I am finishing it off.” I sadly nodded my head. The next scene is I am in the mansion? At West mansion. I saw that I am watching Cresia and West from afar. I suddenly feel jealous. All I do was to watch them like a creepy stalker. The scene changes, and I saw myself talking to a human. “This is the map where they are hiding.” They are hunters. I look at my old self. We were the same but different hair colors. She has jet black hair and a hazelnut orb.

“Do you still not understand it?” Alex looked at Blaine, “Master, did you... create Daya? No, did you create this diffracted universe and three thousand worlds?” Blaine replied, “Yes, and no! I can help you guys resurrect all the loved ones you have lost and retain their memories and personalities exactly the same as before. They will never change.” He snapped his fingers again. Women and men appeared one after another. Dorothy Assex, Hayley Hanson, Daya Stoermer, William Rockefeller, Autumn Rockefeller, Brittany Rockefeller...

No way in Hell. map -->

She already has a tree that she was going to use as the center of the array. After checking everything out she finally came up with a name and decided to name her sect Triumph sect and she saw herself as a victor. She was someone who cheated death a lot of times, even when she was poisoned to death she was given a second chance in life and got reincarnated in another person’s body.

He approached the young man passed out and very slowly rummaged through the young man's clothes to find a cell phone. "What a strange perfume ... It seems familiar ... Elish ... It can't be ..." Yu Liang thought as he pretended to be passed out to see what MC shou was going to do. Of course, that he soon denied this sudden thought, it was impossible that the souls who reincarnated as main characters in the world of the system could go on to different worlds of systems. This was a basic rule that the Lord God imposed on the various worlds of systems. The protagonists could only be reincarnated in the worlds of a single system. For example, a protagonist in the hero's world could only reincarn

At exactly midnight in her clock, our worlds would orbit near enough to touch. She was inducted into Heaven. It was called by a different name, Helios, but it was the same paradise most people had been raised to believe. To this ethereal land, it was the elemental Storks, the great white angels, who escorted Septima and robbed me of my fraction of time, my sliver of opportunity. It was impossible for a servant of the dark like me to steal even a glimpse of her or to send word to where she was. Septima and I had drifted close and were worlds apart again, this time forever. The only chance, my predecessor Death explained, lay in Septima’s choosing to be reborn to earth. And tragically, to be r

Her voice carried a barely noticeable tremor, yet was incomparably resolute as she asked, "Netherworld Judge, have I seen all the paths in the Book of Reincarnation? Are there truly no other living spirits' reincarnation records?" Seeing this, the Netherworld Judge felt a secret tension in his heart. Looking at Amelia's somber gaze, he dared not conceal anything. He bowed and nodded slowly, his tone full of respect and gravity, and said solemnly, "Yes, Ms. Cromwell. The Book of Reincarnation is the embodiment of the rules of the heavens, recording the reincarnation paths of all living spirits in the Three Realms and the Six Paths without omission. You have just seen all the beams of light; t

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

"She’s... she’s turning the Grand Hall into a... a simulation node. We aren't in the North anymore. We’re in the Archive." The world didn't fade; it was overwritten. The basalt pillars of Rebirth City didn't crumble; they dissolved into thousands of perfect, silver-gray cubes that rearranged themselves into a clinical, white-tiled void. The orange glow of the lanterns was snuffed out, replaced by an overexposed, airless glare that left no room for shadows. Leo gasped, his small hands fisting into his singed peacoat. The gold static on his palms sputtered and died. He was standing in the center of the void, and suddenly, he wasn't alone.