Monster Reincarnation Novels & Stories

He replied, looking concerned. “What! The fire monster is alive? How is that possible? With everything we went through, many lives that we lost, and yet, the fire monster is alive?” I exclaimed as I was beginning to get frustrated and angry. “The fire monster was blessed to come back alive as a human, if dead. And it is still possible for him to turn back into a fire monster if it gets the right amount of energy from other supernatural beings.” He said, looking respectfully at me. “Why on earth was he blessed this way? Why would they give blessings to a disastrous creature?” I shouted as I slammed my hand on my face.

Mo shuddered to think of it. No matter how she thought if it, she knew those dreams were a nasty premonition. She had the first one before they even knew of Morenike's existence. "For the ritual, Makunde had to kill and eat his mother limb from limb. Starting from her insides, and to each of her limbs and finally her head. Finishing the head completed his transformation to a godlike state." Why did the baby always refer to her as it's mother in her dream? She turned in her bed. There was no way that this was good news. She had a very horrible feeling about it.

She managed to advance to the 2-star Mortal Rank thanks to that, eating other beasts was something beneficial to Wyba, and powerful ones had a better effect. That was something common in most beasts, but usually, a little wolf like Wyba wouldn't have a chance to eat that many 4-star monsters. The first somewhat rough battle the group had was when they found a 5-star monster. Furthermore, that monster and Wyba's father were from the same species, although the wolf of the Special Realm was way more powerful. As the opponent was a wolf, Golden could understand it, but the monster was insane. "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Dominick scoffed and grabbed her neck, but he didn’t grip on it. “Your sister, huh? That bitch drugged me. And guess what? She escaped.” “Dominick!” Ciel growled and removed his hand from his mate as he reached her neck to make sure that she was not hurt.“She had nothing to do with this.” He hugged her. “Monique, right?” Dominick snorted. “The first daughter who reincarnated in a hybrid monster’s body.” “That’s enough,” Ciel shouted. “I know you are mad.”

So in a way, our bond is absolutely unique, and I am pretty much a new spirit every time I reincarnate. "And your wolf, Kioshi, she knows Amira from a past life?" I ask Carmen, turning myself from my inner dialogue. "I didn't know reincarnation was real. I mean, first werewolves, then vampires, and shit, now reincarnation. Though I guess to most normal people, that would be the least shocking thing from all of this." Carmen just kind of laughs as I put the pieces together. "So, what do you say?" she queries. "Wanna try to train those powers of yours later?" A playful look of determination is splayed across her face as she asks me.

“It said Ma Vista’s are not really known in the world today, but long ago they were known all over the world as ‘people with sight.’ Today they are starting to lose the battle against monsters. With more people dying every year you would think that people would wonder why the percentage has gone up, but others just chose to ignore this factor.’Alex pauses again to catch her breath before continuing ‘Many people do not know this, even the reincarnated Ma Vista’s do not know this but ‘the monsters are the cause of human deaths and abductions. The monsters are not stupid creatures, they have an intelligent mind set and do what there master says, but if they fail a mission they know the price th

I told him a story; "I was born in the year 482 as a human girl. I can not remember much from then because I was murdered in the year 500. My muder went horribly wrong. Instead of dying as I should have. I was reborn as this blood thirsty monster. Now, in those years, there was no romantisising of monsters in the human world. If you were different, you were killed. Being different caused humans not to understand. Humans fear what they can not understand or explain. Fear will corrupt all rational thoughts and actions." I realised I was rattling off.

My thighs press against each other, heat warming their surface, and his smirk grows cockier. Lowering his lips to my ear, he whispers, "If I were the monster, you'd be dead by now, Cookie," and just like that he pulls away. "You're fighting the wrong person. It's hard to explain anything well enough for it to make sense, but none of it does, and the worst part? You don't even trust me. But the day of Aurora's death, I came here to do some research. Today's event brought me back to dig deeper." With a deep sigh, his fists clench then unclench. "The monster is a shape-shifter, and I happen to be the body it's been imitating. I know this might sound fucked because in reality it is, but the day

I ground my teeth together. “Just speak, Modred.” He sighed. “Legend believes that there is a way to bring a soul back when it has reincarnated into a different vessel…” He hesitated. “…and that is to manipulate it, my prince.” I frowned, tilting my head. “Manipulate it? What do you mean, Modred? Speak clearly.” He swallowed. “A soul reincarnates to have a different experience from the one it had in its previous life… especially during the end of that life.”

He himself is a monster. "I know," Vic fought back with difficulty. All too familiar magic. The hurt shoulder itched with paralyzing pain, which spread in waves through the body and dug not only into the muscles, but also into the blood. Origin Magic. What are you doing, Kim? “I am a monster too. Strange images rushed about in my thoughts - an alien, unfamiliar world that suddenly became almost familiar and memories of the first rebirth. Riverside, cold, wet sand and an overwhelming sense of hopelessness. They didn't turn their backs on him, and neither will I.