Reborn As A Character That Never Existed Novels & Stories

I suddenly understood that the one who died in prison in my previous life was not truly my past self. He was merely a pitiful stranger, existing on another timeline, with the same face as mine. The one who truly died, was the boy who stood here at the moment of rebirth and chose to take a step back. That innocent, kind-hearted boy who was willing to risk everything for others, believing that family love could conquer all. I was reborn, clawing my way out from his remains. I did not look back. I started the car and merged into the rushing traffic.

My throat tightened as I shook my head. “You’re lying.” I said. “I’m not.” She stepped closer, her hand reaching out like she wanted to touch me but feared I would pull away. “When my spirit was taken out of my new body, I felt it, I knew you had been reborn as well. I too was given another chance. I was reborn into this body. I became Heaven.” Her words tumbled through me like waves crashing against rocks. Reborn. My mother—reborn? My chest heaved. “No… my mother is dead. I buried her in my heart. You can’t…” My voice broke.

Rieka rolled her eyes, flipping the page. "Wait, personality traits?" Ralph raised his brows at her. "You know, she's just like Lupe." "Oh, yeah yeah." Rieka brows arched in realization before she took her eyes back to the book, scanning through. "Here!" "Most times, the new body is ignorant that he/she is a reborn. They experience weird dream, which are visions of their past life." Rieka breathed out a heavy sign, staring at Ralph. "This is all we need."

she said. Zoey looked at the girl's delicate profile and asked, "Carolyn, do you believe in rebirth?" "Rebirth?" Carolyn exclaimed for a moment, "I have seen a few novels about rebirth, but I myself don't believe in it." "If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it either." Carolyn opened her mouth and said, "You mean..." "Yes," Zoey affirmed, "I was reborn."

“Charity, you’ve been very dishonest. You only let us know about your extraordinary identity today.” “There was no point letting you know since you weren’t desperate for money anyway.” Charity said with a smile, “Well, money is something that can be earned easily, but power is difficult to gain. When I woke up in Eliza’s body and returned to the States, I withdrew the safe from the bank and used the identity of Reborn to make some money. Fortunately, I was wearing a mask back then, so nobody has ever seen Reborn.” “I see.” Catherine understood the situation and grinned mysteriously. “I believe Reborn isn’t your only sock puppet.”

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!

Our forehead pressed together as a lone tear slipped from his eye. "Alas..... That didn't happen... But I swear I'm never letting those repeat again... I will never let you go... I wanted to tell you that I know... That you're not the only one but I couldn't... Because there were gaps between both our version... I was waiting till I know it all... That's it princess... I didn't want to break your trust... " I kept quiet for a moment... I need some time to process it all... But one thing didn't set right with me... Why was he reborn? On my birthday, just like me... I died.... Not him, right...?

"But it was because I had physically died that I could finally be with you forever. You couldn't see me, but I was with you every day. I was heartbroken when I saw you in so much pain. "I know the old Jeannie has let you down, but I swear, I didn't hurt you. The real Jeannie would only ever love you." Jeannie's explanation left my mind reeling. Her story was the stuff of fantasy. The Otherworld, a hostile entity—it was all so bizarre. "And we're reborn because…?" "It's the System's way of making it up to me after my body was taken over," Jeannie answered matter-of-factly. So I was reborn because Jeannie had made a deal with the System.

Perhaps almost as smart as Colviss. “My right hand is a Reborn,” Retholis said after a moment. “And she was telling me some of it, yes. That you’re all genetically designed constructs that never actually existed before. Not as living beings, in any case. Colviss described that each of you are something akin to highly detailed sketches of the ideal drogar. Something like that, anyway.” “Mhm, pretty close,” Orsethii replied. “Another, smarter Reborn told me what we’re about. Honestly took me a while to wrap my head around the idea…