Jobless Reincarnation Zenith Novels & Stories

My World Traveling System: The Harbinger of Death: A Story about a young man who is suddenly struck by lightning while sleeping with his phone, which awakened his ability and the World Traveling System! Demon Queen Rebirth: I Reincarnated as a Living Armor?!: A Story about a Demon Queen who lost everything, in the last battle, her soul was split in half and she was reincarnated twice in her third life. Epic of Caterpillar: A Story about a mysterious man who died of a fever and reincarnated as a Caterpillar in the middle of a forest infested with monsters! He will have to somehow survive as a Caterpillar in this world filled with chaos.

Make Harvest Bloom pull out of Zenith, watch as Zenith’s reputation and Möller Industries crash down. Taking Anthony and my father down with it.

“One, what made you want to drink a Sapphire Phantom? What’s made you so sad?” “Regardless of what happened, you’re back at last. I won’t let you leave again.” The boss said with a resolute gaze. … It felt like Zayn had stumbled into an alternate dimension. He had no physical body—no weight. His consciousness was the only thing that he was left with as he continued drifting and floating into oblivion. A slideshow of his existence began to play in front of him—when he picked up his skills from his grandfather, the fight against Zidane, the warmth of his family.

The word echoed unpleasantly. “Chosen by what?” “By the world itself,” another council member said. “When balance tips too far, it corrects itself.” Drayan inhaled sharply. Malrik went completely still. “You are not a reincarnation,” the woman continued. “You are a continuation. The same soul, rewritten. Zenaida was the first iteration. You are the second.” My hands curled into fists. “So I don’t get a choice.” “You already made it,” she replied calmly. “When you married him again.”

Let me destroy them both. My body hit the rocks. Pain. Darkness. But then... something else. A surge of power, ancient and wild, wrapping around my broken bones. Heat flooded through me, electric and alive. A voice whispered through the void, feminine and eternal: Your prayer is heard, daughter of the moon. You were never weak. You were never broken. You were dormant, waiting. Rise again. Awaken your true self. And take everything they tried to steal. Then everything went black...

I flinched at the sight of two other werewolves who walked out of the audience and stretched forth their hands. “After you—Luna” Thomas voiced, soothingly as I walked slowly and laid down on the rock. My eyes striking the designs of the ceiling and the chandelier which was hung up above. My heart raced as I saw Thom and Marcus bring out the hay and burnt them. All these happened while Jasper continue with his incantation. The smoke from the hay they burnt would go directly to the ceiling in a straight line and the spirit of the Luna would appear, but if it scatters along the line, and nothing appears or maybe an unknown face shows up from the smoke, then I’ll be screwed.

I muttered as the last strand of life left my body. ….. “The exact words were: Moon Goddess… whoever is listening, give me another chance. Please let me live differently. Let me protect her. Let me have my revenge,” I recounted to my wolf. “That's it,” she replied. “You specifically asked for three things, and the first was let me live differently. It is while living differently from how you did in your last life that you then get the chance to protect Lumina and get your revenge. Don't you think?” she said.

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?”

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.

"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.