Reborn In Bleach As A Hollow With A System の小説・ストーリー

I just had to dedicate the time to explain that I wasn't their Alpha's wife. It was still hard to believe that I was alive. And now that I was staring at the mirror, clad in clean clothes, I was more than shocked. My hair was dark, and this one was blonde. These features were sharper. Bolder. I didn't have my brown eyes anymore. I was now staring back at blue frosty ones. My hands flew to my mouth immediately. I was shaking all over. “What is this?” I whispered. “Your second chance,” a voice in my head whispered. “You are now Alara.”

Prepare to defend our home! Sophia felt a quiver run down her spine as the transforming forms into their wolf forms emerged, a feeling of dread, yet determination that this was a fight over what rightfully belonged to them-one that needed to be done. Though her heart bled for Daniel-how she wished she could reach him, pull him back from the darkness he seemed to fall into. Stay close to me, Sophia," Ash said, turning into his wolf form beside her. His fur glinted reassuringly in the moonlight. "We'll face this together."

“This can't be….” I threw back the blanket and stumbled toward the full-length mirror near the window. The woman staring back at me wasn't the broken ,hollowed-out Luna who had been executed. Her skin was smooth, pale, and entirely unmarked. The faint, jagged line on her chin - the scar I had carried since the night I pulled Asher from a pack of rogue wolves in the thorn thickets was gone. My trembling fingers reached out, brushing against the cold surface of the glass. “I'm…alive.”

"Be careful. Coming out in weather like this takes guts. Are you…" "Just wanted to wake myself up," I said, a little embarrassed. "It was too stuffy indoors." He probably caught the scent of alcohol on me. "Same here. Trying to clear my head. The upcoming tactical simulations are a nightmare," he replied. "I'm Hunter Youngblood, a junior." "Willow Sage, a freshman." "I know you," he said, nodding. "You did really well in the Snowfield Tracking and Scent Marking classes." I froze for a second. "You've heard about me?"

I didn't think she'd tell you about this, though. Dad had been so wrapped up in his work after Mom's passing. He felt guilty about not being there for me, but he just didn't know how to express it—just like I did in my past life. In the end, Holly, with her ability to act cute and cheer him up, ended up becoming more like his daughter instead.

Ara said. "The system records everything," Silas said. He was not smiling anymore, which she found more unsettling than when he had been. "Every player, every cycle, every death. It keeps the data. I just found a way to read it." He paused. "You are not the first person to return after dying, Ara. Other players have come back before you. They went through the same thing. Woke up, remembered everything, got activated." "Okay," she said slowly. "And?"

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

That answer made her pause for half a second, like she didn’t expect agreement but it didn’t soften anything. Theo crossed his arms. “Can someone explain the part where the Hollow kept resurrecting him?” Marek looked at him. “It did not resurrect him fully. It recreated pieces of him in different bloodlines. Sometimes strong. Sometimes weak. Sometimes broken beyond recognition.” Jax frowned. “So he’s been alive in fragments this whole time?” Marek nodded. “And every time the system destabilized, it tried to restore balance by pushing those fragments closer together.” Raven’s voice cut in.

Then the horde. That part stayed in her mind still. Something about those Hollows was different. Very different. Natasha opened her eyes slowly as water ran down her face. The infected she had encountered before were violent and instinct-driven. Hunger controlled them. Rage controlled them. But the ones she saw yesterday felt organized. They were more in control. The leader Hollow had looked at her differently too. Almost like it recognized something inside her. She knew it wasn't her, but something else and that scared her. She reached for the shampoo bottle and slowly worked it through her short dark hair. The serum inside her blood also reacted differently yesterday. Stronger. More unstab