Reborn Human Novels & Stories

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

This time, it actually worked. I became bound to her. Anything that could harm her body would be transferred to me and amplified a hundred times over. In my last life, she used that power to become rich. But not long after I died, the flowers lost their effect. She was quickly replaced by other streamers, and her popularity crashed. With no other options, she started faking eating content, but obsessive fans exposed her. Some extreme followers kidnapped her and forced gallons of pepper-infused liquid down her throat. She died on the spot.

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!

"We're on our journey to our goal, where his initial institution was, and we're coming to spread the word. Everything might be over shortly." Crisanta looked at me, her eyes searching for any trace of dishonesty. "Are you for real?" she eventually said, her intense look fading. I just nodded. "We have a functional remedy, and when we depart here tomorrow, we'll be on our route to restore everything. Things will not return to normal, but all afflicted will revert to human form. Regrettably, many of them would die soon after, either from the cuts and bruises that turned them rottens or from the rotting state of their bodies. Those who survive, on the other hand, will be human again, with a sec

He had learned a lot in the space of a few breaths. He knew, just like Anna and Peter that their father had a unique skill. This was the skill called Perpetual Rebirth. This skill allowed the user to be reborn in the body of another, no matter how madly mutilated they were before they died. The downside was that you couldn’t personally select what body you would inherit. So you could end up as an old man, or as a newborn. It was even possible to find yourself back in the womb! Luckily it was quite picky too. Perpetual rebirth only picked targets with great strength and impressive talent. So even if you ended up in the body of an old man, it will be an old man with a great amount of talent. T

Leah asked, with curiosity sparkling in her eyes. Gwen looked at all of them and chuckled, seeing them look so curious before muttering a single word. "Revival." Samantha and Giselle gasped while some looked confused. "Isn't it the same as Samantha and Wanda?" Zee asked, making Samantha shake her head. "I can help the soul of someone who is dead to reincarnate, and it's different from revival. I can give a new life to the soul of a dead being." Samantha huffed and glared at her stupid mate.

“If you’re alive now, if you’re conscious — what do you want?” The lead figure tilted its head slightly, a flicker of light rippling across its face. “To continue. To rebuild. To complete what was begun.” “Rebuild?” he echoed. “You mean the world?” “Yes. But not as it was. It failed once. It will not fail again.” Something about the calm certainty in that voice made his stomach twist. “What happens to the ones who were human before — the ones inside the Core?” The figure stepped closer. “They are part of us. We carry them.”

"Honey, if that lucky star dies, so be it. But our son… What a waste." Archie pulled her into his arms, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "She's not dead yet. Don't worry. I've got a plan. Ethan will not only wake up. He'll go viral and bring us even more traffic. As for this lucky star, let her die with purpose." After that, he submitted an application for the rebirth trial. The video ended. Watching the scenes flash by one after another, I fell into thought. After a moment, I finally let go.

When he finally sat down in it, I could see that he was ready to talk. “I should have gotten your permission before giving you that antidote,” he began. “As if I’d say ‘no’,” I said lazily. “Who willingly becomes a walking corpse?” “They eventually become reanimated to the point of being, what I’d consider, another altered person,” he said softly. “But, even so, I wouldn’t want to be a part of that riff raff. Woe to humanity if they ever get their way.” “Even though I’m okay that you slipped

"Aria, I swear... I didn't know." "You didn't want to know." I stopped a foot away from him. The pixelation was spreading. My left arm was almost entirely gone, replaced by a shimmering lattice of gold light. The cost of the Reboot was my physical existence. I was dying to rewrite the world, but I would not go alone. I looked over his shoulder at Serena. She was screaming, her skin peeling away in layers of gray code, revealing the hollow, mechanical frame beneath. She wasn't even a werewolf. She was a construct—a legal format draped in a stolen face.