Reborn As A Vending Machine Now I Wander The Dungeon Novels & Stories

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

His seven emotions were split into seven personalities, scattered through the Mental Asylum. He lost his memories… until I showed up and put him back together. Helping him regain himself also made him remember everything. …Sigh. So far, every dungeon I’ve entered has been tied to Rose Manor. Could it be that the fire back then wasn’t what it seemed? I was still thinking when the system chimed again. [New dungeon initializing—] Oh come on. Already? I groaned once before darkness swallowed me whole.

the shopkeeper bowed. Lucia was quite embarrassed and tried to be humble by saying, "it's fine! It's fine." Zane isn't interested in talking anymore and just grabs the set of gear and walks outside. Clarisse followed and Lucia tried to follow but the shopkeeper asked a question, "is that the new hero?" "Yes!" "I hope he can finally succeed this time!" The shopkeeper cheered as Lucia ran waving out of the shop. Zane drops all his gear at the back of the carriage and sees a bottle labeled 'Strength potion, grade 5' he drinks it and his body felt light.

She felt disappointing from losing a chance to see the voice of the man whom she’s curious about. Valerie soon acknowledges that everything is merely a dream, but it doesn't stop her from being disappointed by her alarm clock interrupting her strange and sweet fantasies. She got out of bed little by little, doing her morning routine while listening to a soft lo-fi song that gave her a wonderful morning vibe.

We finally reached a dark, crumbling building. The guards shoved me inside a pitch-black room, and a childhood fear of the dark gripped me tight. "Please! Don’t lock me in here!" I cried, but no one even glanced my way. A brutal kick sent me sprawling across the filthy dungeon floor. The stench of blood, decay, and rot was overwhelming. As my eyes adjusted, I spotted scattered skeletons — bones abandoned, forgotten. Suddenly, two swirling vortexes ripped open in the air. From one, Lena — wearing my body — stepped through.

You're making your plans obvious enough for us to see! Wendy fell to the ground and spat out blood. What little color she regained was lost, and she nearly blacked out again. The bodyguard snickered and dragged her into a room. I wanted to stop her, but Annabelle swung her bag with full force, slamming me to the floor. Furious, she roared, "So that's what happened! Both of you lied to me in my past life!" My heart jumped. The truth was out. Like me, Annabelle was reborn. No wonder she was so sure that I was lying, even before I could ask for her help back then.

I leaned against the doorframe, a slim cigarette between my fingers. Smoke blurred my face. The suffocating feeling of being buried alive from my last life still lingered. I looked at the familiar surroundings and knew with certainty I had been reborn back to this deadly night. “Have you gone mute? I’m talking to you!” Sonny strode over impatiently. The blade hidden in his sleeve pressed against my face, sliding slowly downward until it stopped at my carotid artery. “Keep staring at me like that, and I’ll slash up your face and throw you into the Hudson to feed the fish. You’ve already served your purpose anyway.”

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

"No sir, as long as I remember I woke up in a building and some monster appeared and I just lost consciousness." He took a deep breath, "So you're a reborn." I frowned my eyebrows and said, "What is that?" I pretended to not know everything because it would be too suspicious to just wake up and have knowledge about this world. I should try to act like how a person should typically act when he just wakes up and found himself in an unfamiliar world. ***** Dr. Quazano explained to me, what is reborn, necro, and my current situation. Though I already knew a few things about it, I better understand the present world even more and what I had to do to survive it.

user"> The concrete training ground echoed with shouts, labored breaths, the clash of cold steel, and the piercing screech of blades scraping against one another, all accompanied by the stern reprimands of the knight instructor. These sounds yanked Logo—whose memory had only just awakened and whose mind still felt dazed—back to reality. “I… I’ve been reborn?”