Reborn In Another World の小説・ストーリー

I woke with a start. The room around me was familiar, yet the searing pain from the fire still lingered in my mind. But strangely, my body bore no wounds at all. Before I could fully collect my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door, followed by my aunt's voice. Listening in on the conversation between my mother and aunt, I realized with startling clarity: I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, my aunt and an old man from the island country of Zandumore were planning to move overseas. Before leaving, my aunt came to bid our family farewell.

[Translation of Vida apos a morte: Reincarnated or came from another world. "To answer all the questions in your mind let me tell you a little bit about their past lives. Only one of them is from the World of morals and that is the sexless baby, he was a man when he is still alive as a mortal person, while the baby was once an angel who guarded the sexless baby when it was still human. That's all I can share to you, because I have no right to say the other details, as now they will recognize you as their mother, so you are the one to discover their secrets, Aurelia. " The Supreme Dea gave me a long explanation that made my whole being happy. Do you know that my biggest dream is to go to the

The Spiral had quieted—but not stilled. Ashes no longer fell from the skies, yet the ground beneath Elthara’s feet was warm, pulsing with roots that did not belong to any world she remembered. Life stirred in unfamiliar patterns: wolves whose eyes shimmered with stardust, rivers that ran uphill in defiance of memory. The war was over. But the world did not return to what it was. It became something entirely new. She walked the edges of this reborn land with Kael at her side, their steps light, their hearts heavier than silence would admit. Villages once burned now bloomed with spectral flowers. Children born of peace—and of forgetting—played beneath trees no longer named.

And in its depths, the new dawn rose — not gold or violet, but a hue no god had ever named, born of everything they had been and everything they had broken. A world rewritten. A love eternal. A beginning carved from the end. ****""""" When the light finally broke, it did not fade into dawn — it became it. The new sky shimmered with fractured hues: gold, violet, and silver streaking across the horizon like veins of living fire. The land breathed again, trees reborn from ash, rivers glowing faintly as though remembering their maker’s touch. And in the heart of that reborn world, amid a meadow of half-formed stars, Soren stirred.

I woke up again but not as a baby but as a child maybe the same child I was before being killed last time, I was surrounded by a bright light everywhere, was I finally death and this is the after world, though I wouldn't really expect to come to heaven "What's happening..." " I woke you up before completely dying and be reborn somewhere else" I turned around to see a beautiful woman standing now in front of me she was dressed in a beautiful long white dress, but this wasn't the time to drool over her, something didn't seem right

She comes to a halt and a trace of despair appears on her face. "What is it, exactly? What made you ground to a standstill? Was there a problem? or did you just wake up?" When she noticed her friend's countenance change suddenly, the short-haired girl asked. "I witnessed a battle... I also hear occasional crying from children and adults, as well as fighting noise; every scene appears to be extremely real." She looks out the glass window while she continues to speak "After that, everything goes black, and I hear a voice before I wake up."

Dax said, standing over him, the gavel glowing with a soft, peaceful white light. Silas looked up, his scarred face twisted in a final, pathetic grin. "You think... you've won? You've just... deleted the only history you had. You're... nothing now. Just ghosts... in an empty world." "No," I said, walking up to stand beside Dax. I took his hand, our fingers interlacing, the sapphire heat between us stronger than any pre-programmed link. "We're the authors." Silas de-rezzed into a pile of gray ash, his consciousness finally purged from the High-Band. The obsidian monolith behind him began to dissolve, the dark clouds of the civil war parting to reveal the golden sun of the Reborn World once mo

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

“That will kill you.” He looks at me — really looks — and for a moment I see peace in his expression. “Maybe it’s time something ended.” “Axel, please—” But before I can reach him, the ground trembles. The sky splits open. And from the center of the ruins, a voice rises — cold, mechanical, familiar. > “Reboot complete.” I grab his arm, the wind tearing around us. “What’s happening?” He stares into the light ahead. “The world just remembered us.”

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."