Rebirth Ghost Exorciser Novels & Stories

I didn't sleep. I stayed on the floor with my back against the bedroom door, staring at nothing. The voice had disappeared. For ten minutes, I waited for it to return. Then twenty. By the time the candles burned low, I had almost convinced myself it hadn't happened. Maybe returning from the dead did things to a person's mind. I'd died, become a ghost, met something called the Keeper of the Moon Gate, and woken four years in the past. Hearing voices hardly seemed like the strangest part of my week.

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."

This is so unfair, why is this happening to me, what did I do wrong? "Hey, you don't have to cry. I am going to help you figure out your unfinished business if you have any. Also I read a post that talked about rebirth, he said you might be lingering here as a ghost because you are trying to be reborn but you haven't because you don't have a body to take over yet." "Are you joking? Because it's sounds like he is making fun of me. "No, I actually read it." "So you are saying that I can be reborn and I will exist again as a person?" I mean I don't want to take over someone else's life but I also don't want to fade away into oblivion.

Unfortunately, Dolores and Naomi, two of Sadie's friends died on the second day by the ghost's anger. There was also a couple, who died the third day under the female ghost's torture. On the fourth day, Sadie's closest best friend, June and another boy died. But, at last Marcel and Sadie somehow survived without even a scratch on their body. This was actually because Marcel Ryuu is the direct descendant of the Imperial Exorcist who exorcised demons and ghosts from the 1900s starting from Japan. The only reason, Marcel came with Sadie was because he was worried about Sadie meeting a ghost, Marcel knew Sadie wouldn't believe him if he warned her about such things, it was better to not let her

"Are you? You've been reborn as a newborn child, right?" "Yes, because I am a first-class reborn, so I guess I have average?" I scratched my head because I am quite unsure. "And I can't afford to purchase any necro enhancer or cultivate anything to enhance my soul power, so let's leave it like that." I giggled. "Yes, however, there is also another type of reborn, which are very rare." I remained silent and listened to everything he said. "This type produces reborn with massive amounts of necros in their body. In this case, one is being reborn with half of their actual age. I only knew five people being reborn like this; the first one is Reeve Giraudus."

He kept his head lowered, continuing to block me without saying a single word. I clutched my pocket knife as I warily asked him, "What the hell do you want?" He raised his head to look at me. He had a complicated emotion swirling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he called out my name. I didn't say a single word in response. I wondered if he was going to beg me to empathize with Frank and Madison again. "You were reborn, weren't you?" My expression morphed into one of shock upon hearing his words. I whipped around and tried to make a break for it.

Huffing out the sand from his mouth, he gnashed his teeth, worried about her welfare to the bone. ‘No, I will not go down like this!’ he expressed, the thunder in his heart beginning to form a storm. ‘I am an exorcist priest! And I will not be controlled by a demon!’ Marcus’ eyes suddenly changed from a smoky brown to a golden amber shade. His arms showed an odd occurrence where the surface crystallized and enveloped the tattoo. The burn immediately dissipated and the augmented vines flattened. Marcus found the coolness of his skin soothing, but not only that, he actually felt entirely better now... much better, like he had just been reborn.

She began to chant a high-speed Exorcism Mantra, her voice resonating with the ancient crystals in the walls. "By the blood of the guardians and the light of the hearts, I banish the uninvited!" She slammed the device onto the floor. A wave of pure, golden purification energy rippled outward, catching the assassins mid-lunge. Their spectral forms began to dissolve, their screams echoing through the tomb as the "Spirit-Fire" burned through their void-tether. One assassin, however, managed to bypass the wave. He materialized directly behind Scarlett, a blade of pure shadow aimed at her heart.

Rex asked, his smile changing to a frown. “No.” “Why not?” Rex asked, a genuine hint of worry creeping into his words. “Because I have already died once. My spirit was anchored to my domain to exist there after my deal with the hunt master. That plus I am nowhere near powerful enough to have unlocked the secrets of rebirth,” Kiri replied with a shrug. “People have unlocked rebirth?” Rex asked, his eyes widening at the possibility.

Off he sped, powering through the road without a care for what he was leaving behind. “Give it back! Give it back! Give it back!” Behind him, the ghost shrieked. Javier’s teeth were chattering so hard that he wondered if he would come out of this experience with any teeth. He could face a hundred beefed-up men in tactical uniforms without a problem, but a dead woman inexplicably brought back to life?! How the hell could a man punch the embodiment of grudges and damnation?! He ran in circles around the court, his cute little stick still stuck in his hand while he flailed his arms around. The ghost glided in circles behind him too.