Reborn In The Three Kingdoms Novels & Stories

The burning wreckage of the mercenary SUV was lifted ten feet into the air and tossed aside like a toy! Out from the tree line stepped a terrifying, eight-foot-tall mutated horror—a human torso fused with jagged, crystalline red bone armor, its six elongated arms dripping with corrosive crimson acid! A Level 2 Abomination, birthed prematurely by the concentrated rain! The beast ignored the mercenaries entirely. Its glowing red eyes locked straight onto the high observation deck—straight onto Seraphina! CRACK! With explosive velocity, the Level 2 Abomination leapt over thirty meters in a single bound, its massive acid-coated talons reaching straight for Seraphina’s throat!

When I opened my eyes, the dragon clan's envoy procession had already arrived. A piercing roar echoed from the horizon. Storm clouds churned. Several massive, pitch-black dragons tore through the sky, their armored riders perched upon their backs. The dragons exhaled a scorching breath, whipping up a blinding gale of dust. Everyone at Silvermoon Manor was on their knees, too terrified to lift their heads. My heart sank. Reality hit me: I had been reborn.

Everyone mourned their deaths, and the people were left no choice but to accept their new king after much brainwashing done to them by King Aidan. Sixty days later, Rhydian and Reign were nothing but whispers of the past. But fate was far from finished with them. The Return of the Dead. Rhydian should have perished in the fire. But the venom in his blood became him, and he rose from the ashes. His wounds sealed. His strength is reborn. But he was no longer the man he once was. The flames had changed him. Made him something more. And Princess Reign? She should have rotted in the wood. But a powerful mage found her barely breathing, her face unrecognizable.

Which is kind of weird? "Too hasty Aurken, I just gave you an overview for you to understand, the third type I mentioned, which is being reborn with half of one's original age consume, can also drain one's necro if the necro of a reborn is not enough. So talented reborn of this class is because being able to provide the necessary amount of necro in their reborn state, means they have massive amounts of necro." A voice from a seemingly old man. "So basically, what you're trying to say doc is-"

Gold-tier fighters who had survived things that should have killed them turned around and walked away from her without explaining why. She had destroyed three kingdoms. The novel stated this as historical fact, briefly, in a section of worldbuilding that the author clearly found more interesting than the hero's romantic subplot but had buried in Chapter 74 anyway. Three kingdoms, across what the novel implied was a very long time, for reasons that were never specified.

she asked. “I do not know. I do not know how I ended up here,” he replied. He was young. A newly born rogue, if you will. Anyone who becomes a rogue is considered to be reborn. A rogue can go back to not being a rogue, but the process is painful and almost impossible. Many do not survive.

“You are not alone in remembering the past….Three hearts woke up from the same death...One seeks redemption, one seeks destruction and one seeks survival....choose carefully, Alira…this time, not everyone will make the same mistake.” My fingers went cold. Three hearts. Reborn. One seeks redemption. One seeks destruction. One seeks survival. I wasn’t the only one. And suddenly… This game became far more dangerous.

“Tsk! Damn insanity. But I understand where this is all heading into. Your wants and needs for me to do and decided. You wanted my approval, right?” “A bit, but not the whole. For HE wanted that you shouldn’t interfere with the thing that will about to happen. The day when she will be reborn.” Daniela knew what the little girl means. The reborn is not a type of reincarnation, but a thing to complete one that is broken. But for now, she doesn’t want to think about it, for what she needed to do right now, is a bit defying HIS will, but will never hurt HIS plan.

“He did. And I understood the death he spoke of. He struck me and I died. But I was reborn in the body of another. As for the rest of the story, you know it.” Shanxi nodded his head in reply. That was because he truly did know the rest of the story. “So that’s how you got Perpetual Rebirth,” Shanxi sighed in exhaustion. He had learned a lot in the space of a few breaths.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.