روايات وقصص ضمن Reborn In Strength

“Then rest now, Kai. Let the seed take root. Let the echoes of your old self fade completely. When you wake, the rebuilding continues. Stronger. Deeper. More ours than ever.” I closed my eyes, surrounded by their heat, their scents, their hands resting protectively over the place where new life might already be forming. The collapse had shattered me. The breeding had begun to fill me. And in this quiet aftermath, the rebirth felt real. No longer hollow. No longer fighting. Only theirs. Tethered in body, heart, and soul.

Reborn Carolyn will fight and rise above all the rejection. Tbc...

An old but powerful voice pulled me out of the endless darkness. "You're the one, Lily Stenson." I looked around the York family's indoor training grounds. The one who had just spoken was Emily Harrison. It was then that I realized that I had been reborn. I was surrounded by dozens of other elite bodyguards, who were clad in black training uniforms just like mine. They were the cream of the crop of other security companies within the country and were sent to participate in the competition.

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

A bright light covering my sight. I was reborn, I was back. I didn't fail this time. I was reborn differently and I could feel this because now, my wolf's presence was much more stronger than ever before and a strange but familiar power pulsed under my skin. Something akin to a divine power.

“He’s strong. Stronger than I expected.” “And you are stronger than him,” she replied. “You carry the blood of warriors. You are the Reborn Goddess. Your story is not over. Stand. Fight. Rise.” Her hand touched my forehead, and a surge of warmth rushed through my body. The pain in my chest began to fade. My breathing became steady. My limbs stopped shaking. Memories flooded back—training with my father under the moonlight, flying as a raven over mountains, battling creatures of the night, standing tall against death itself. I remembered who I was.

Miracle had braced herself for anything—or so she thought. But what came next wasn't what she feared... it was something no one would have dared to imagine. At the back of her tongue, their blood surprisingly merged. Miracle drew in her brows, an unfamiliar force stirred deep within her. She sensed it—her scars dissolving, her body coming alive with a strength she had never known. Her very essence was being rewritten. Energy surged through her in waves, not simply restoring her, but redefining her—stronger, sharper, reborn.

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

but she remember everything me :- okey I will protect her and please let me reborn. I will protect her this time no matter what. I can't take this regret anymore :goddess:- OK I give you secrets permission to reborn

"This type produces reborn with massive amounts of necros in their body. In this case, one is being reborn with half of their actual age. I only knew five people being reborn like this; the first one is Reeve Giraudus." "What the? Reeve Giraudus? The Vasilia?" The Vasilia, Vasillia means 'king' Reeve Giraudus is the king of the new world, the strongest reborn ever lived. "Yes, the reason for his immense power is his ability to control the excessive amount of necros present in his body." "I don't get it. What kind of connection are you saying to the patient's situation." I insist.