Novel & Cerita Reencarnación Historias

"What?" The nearest creature smiled wider. Its jaw cracked. Then it opened impossibly far. "Found." Aria's voice became cold. "When hosts die, pieces of them remain behind." Alina remembered the tower. The red threads. The memories. The screaming. Her stomach dropped. These things weren't monsters. Or at least they hadn't started that way. They were what remained after a host died. The realization made the sight far more disturbing. The nearest creature suddenly moved. One moment it stood still.

" The surrounding people started to whisper, hearing the result, But that did not affect the middle-aged man as he gestured Ellias to leave the pond. What happened in front of me was so unbelievable that I thought I was dreaming, but it was not a dream. It looks like I was transmigrated into this body, But that means that the previous owner of this body died. I suddenly felt afraid, I got one more chance to be alive, but it seems that someone is after me in this world too. Hearing the middle-aged man's words and those shining fishes, This world is definitely not earth that I knew. It looks like people can control elements in this world, judging by what the middle-aged man said. If...

As far as he might be concerned, he actually felt like he was that humble urbanite skilled worker past his forties who's caught up with dealing with his little studio. That game changing evening, he just got together with his previous companions for certain beverages. How and for what reason did he awaken in Norton Lorist's body the following day? The humble studio proprietor was stunned and hysterical. Luckily, the body unto which his spirit had resurrected had been seriously harmed and couldn't move in bed for two entire months, giving him sufficient opportunity to reorient himself and acclimatize the recollections of the body's proprietor. What's more, given the first proprietor's contemp

“Tell me what you know about reincarnation marks.” Antonio shifted uncomfortably. “Luc, those are myths. Old wives’ tales told by witches and druids centuries ago. Marks that appear on the bodies of reborn souls… it’s dangerous magic, if real at all.” “It is real,” I growled. “I saw it with my own eyes. The crescent mark—exactly like Seraphina’s.” He fell silent, scratching his beard. “If… and I say if, this is truly Seraphina reborn, then the implications are… heavy.”

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

Tyler was fortunately one of the promising disciples who was given the most powerful flying beast that his seniors and masters have captured. "So this kind of beast never went instinct? Or..." Thinking of another possibility, Tyler was silent. It was a known fact that so many are trying to find the entrance to the Spirit Realm that had once been opened for everyone until unexpectedly, 19 years ago, the entrance all closed, and finding it again had been really hard.

I wonder how many of us had she met for her to be so comfortable believing my stories. “From all the stories I’ve heard, I’ve come up with a theory as to why we came here in the first place. I believe that when we die in our world, we die at the same time the person in this world dies. It’s possible that their soul is in our body, in our world but there are no guarantees if that is true. It’s certainly possible.” She said. I agree; if our souls found their way here then their souls could find their way back to our old bodies too. There’s certainly no proof for it but I’d like to believe that is how it happens. If that were the case then maybe Himawari is living a better life in my body than

Reincarnation. Although it is a familiar word in Novels and various other Media. I did not think that I would actually experience it in my life. I was an ordinary Otaku who you can find everywhere, and with a Plain face either. And because I was Plain-looking, I have never been able to have tasted the forbidden pleasure that you called Sex in my life, and I didn’t have the kind of life whom you can think that is pleasant either. If I can just start all over again…

I gutted this space with my own hands, warded it with bone dust and old symbols, and filled it with secrets the world thought lost. But they weren’t lost; they were mine. The final piece came from an estate auction in Arktos Bay— some dusty old tome misidentified as maritime mythology. Idiots. It wasn’t a tale. It was a guide. A coded map to what the scholars once called the “Cycle-born.” I’d heard rumours before— about beings who didn’t just reincarnate into new lives but returned to themselves. Bodies that healed after death. Souls that refused to pass on.

sabay taas ng kilay ni Analeigh sakaniya. “Reincarnation? Totoo ba yun?” natanong niya kaagad. “Oo naman, ba't hindi? Based sa mga nababasa ko noon.. by the use of Hypnotism eh kaya nilang mag-Past life regression. Which means.. makikita nila ang past life nila. At kung may past life silang nakikita edi ibig sabihin nun eh may Reincarnation talaga..” sagot naman ni Carla sakaniya.