Redundant Reincarnation Novels & Stories

“It’s certainly more effective than an individual ghost haunting a place which can be ignored or explained or that place could be abandoned. A reincarnated person can effect a solution much better than a spirit.” “And there is only one in several million who shares the exact same astrological chart,” he pointed to the pictures on Nate’s laptop screen. “The stars and planet only align like this every twenty-five years, every generation, so it’s quite logical to assume that the deceased person would reincarnate into only one other person. The one was born with these exactly the same astrological positions.” “That’s a great theory,” Anna added. “But that really doesn’t explain why I would be a

Dorothy shot back, “Do you know about the cycle of rebirth and reincarnation?” Alex’s expression changed. He had inherited the Ultimate Book of Medicine and received a lot of knowledge on cultivation. This was especially true when he received the soul fragments of the monk, Revealer, where he also received a lot of information about Buddhism cultivation. Buddhism emphasized a lot on the cycle of reincarnation. There were also legends about how Buddhism also had a kind of holy artifact called Six Eternities which could control the true essence of reincarnation. Zendaya also mentioned the reincarnation pool many times in her dreams, saying that she had jumped from the pool in her previous life

She held my hand again this time forcefully “You have to make sure he marks you if you want to live. If you die again you may never. In fact, you will never come back. Reincarnation only happens once. Find a way to make it happen that night” After that, very concentrations were lost. I thought of mating throughout the day as I mulled through the house waiting for night to come. I was everything from nervous to anticipatory. Even my friends noticed.

"Oh, my dear Marcella, there's no need to apologise. You have a keen intuition, and it's natural to question the sense of familiarity we share. But rest assured, we haven't met in this lifetime like this." Marcella felt even more perplexed as she pondered on her words. It seemed Anna liked to speak in riddles but she was eager to understand the enigma that was Lucas's aunt. "So you believe in reincarnations?" Anna's eyes sparkled as she spoke. "Marcella, the ties that bind all the beings on earth transcends time and space. In the grand tapestry of existence, there are souls who are destined to intertwine, to meet again and again across different lifetimes."

That’s actually cute. I nearly choke on my smile that risks slipping out of my control as my mind forces the word that is normally not part of my vocabulary out of my brain. “Reincarnation is just a silly rumor. Just like the angels. Made up by humans too scared to face nothingness,” I say annoyedly before adding in a murmur, “Lucky idiots.” “Maybe,” she counters happily. “But how lucky are the idiots who find a Beloved.”

She flipped the first page open, running her eyes over the words. "... Where the soul of a dead person lives again in another human or animal body." Erin looked up from the book, a little foggy in the head at what she had read. "It is also called rebirth." Erin muttered, still reading from the book, "Some know they were reincarnated, some do not. The soul never dies..." Erin looked up again only to see Aunt Kayla before her, smiling sweetly, saying, "Hi, honey. Have you been here for a long time?"

Just now did Charlando notice the little names at the lower part of the compartments, with names of different supernatural monsters, including, Dark-gold Pythons, Greenback Direwolf, Dark-scaled Rhinoceros, and so forth. "That old person Simpkin sure has large chunk of change to toss around. Reproducing a mixture? That is over the top! Mana doesn't exist any longer, and the magi are not faring any better. How might you make mixtures without mana?" considered old Tom as he shook his head unremittingly. "Then, at that point, shouldn't something be said about this thing?" Charlando waved around an enormous, fixed bamboo compartment that was very nearly a meter long. Hints of streaming fluid cou

She smiles reminiscing about her mother, as she looks at the two who are the reflection of them. “Their shard appearance and the distinct them, yet not. The reincarnated lives and the destiny ones hold, but somewhat is retracted by the taboo of time and space, worst with the offspring that is her, but still not complete. Just what kind of plot does this world is running into?”

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

Alina said. Carver looked at her for a moment. Then she said something that Alina had not been prepared for despite everything she had already processed tonight. "The twenty thousand points your system has assigned to defeating Zaria," Carver said. "The Earth return. The original life restoration." She paused. "Those points don't just send you home." Alina's hands were flat on the table. "What do they do," she said.