Regeneration Powers Novels & Stories

He had obtained two new Passive Skills and that mysterious Legacy Skill. [Pain Tolerance: Level 1. Increases the tolerance level of pain. This Passive Skill can be leveled up by suffering extreme pain.] [Auto-regeneration: Level 1. The body will be automatically regenerated as long as the user isn't dead. The regeneration speed will increase with each level. This Passive Skill can be leveled up by getting injured and then recovering.] Golden liked those skills but hated the way to level them. He had just recovered, so he didn't want to get more injuries or suffer more pain.

Jade Benmore furrowed her brows. “Alex, what are you talking about?” “Regulation runes are protecting his body,” Alex said. “And his innate divine collection is half opened, and he has three pulses, which is nothing like we’ve seen in this world. He’s a natural-born god. If he’s not an offspring that had been carefully bred by someone super strong, he may be a reincarnation instead! So, Master, when you said that he lost a leg previously, but now he has a healthy limb, it’s because of the regenerative function of his divine body.”

she announced. Lorelei crushed his cigar and nodded his approval. " Go ahead and make him suffer," then turning to me, he continued. " It's quite obvious you've got a diabolic power. Nagisa made me aware you could recover from bullet wounds as well as regenerate any part of your body. I can see very clearly you're no longer human, Israel. You've obtained powers from which I know not of the source. Since we cannot identify this mysterious ability of yours, it's best we keep killing you until we're certain of your death."

His eyes had found mine — golden eyes that gleamed with intelligence and desperation and something achingly human. Help me. Please. I hadn't been able to walk away. Not despite knowing what would happen if I used my powers. Not despite the suppression cuff I wore that would alert the Pack Council the moment I removed it. The healers called it many things — regeneration, restoration, the Death Touch in reverse. But I knew what it really was: a power that could save or destroy, a gift that came with a terrible price. Every time I used it, I felt the pull. The addiction. The darkness that whispered I could do more, be more, take more. That I could bring back the dead if I just pushed a little h

I say with a clenched expression. That power, this energy. Why does she have it? Then it clicks, the baby inside her is a descendant of the Valtor family. It’s only natural that powers will transfer to her. But isn’t it supposed to be mild? She manifested more than a halfling should. Once inside the hospital room, I meticulously place Elaria on the bed and proceed to call the Grand Luna of my pack. “Mother, I need your help.” “Anything beyond my strength is not happening,” she mutters dryly.

Jay's body lit up from inside, every nerve ending screaming as power he'd never possessed rewired him at the cellular level. Dying. Being reborn. Both. [BREAKTHROUGH COMPLETE] [FIRST MERIDIAN: OPENED] [CULTIVATION RANK: BODY REFINEMENT - FIRST LAYER] [OMEGA DESIGNATION: OVERRIDDEN] [NEW DESIGNATION: SOVEREIGN CULTIVATOR] [CONGRATULATIONS - YOU ARE NOW 0.001% LESS LIKELY TO DIE] Jay collapsed backward. Gasping. His whole body felt like one massive bruise. When he touched his chest, his fingers came away wet—sweat, blood from his nose and mouth.

I ignored their anguished cries after I was done speaking, smiling as I returned the phone back to its cradle and left the detention center without sparing another glance at them. The sun was glaringly bright when I stepped out of the building. As I took a deep breath of fresh air, I was reminded of the ice-cold seawater that had filled my nostrils in my past life. It felt as if the heaviness on my chest that had been weighing me down during both my lives had finally been lifted. … Six months flew by in the blink of an eye. I continued working in the same industry. Using the connections that I had made during my past life, my professional coordinating skills, and my assets, I established a n

Bone continued forming, muscle weaving itself together, skin growing to cover it all. The watching pack members fell silent, their earlier panic replaced by awe. I focused everything I had on maintaining the connection, on keeping the magic flowing steadily. My body screamed with exhaustion, every muscle trembling, but I refused to let go. Not when we were so close. Valak’s voice entered my mind. ‘Well done. The interference is gone. Now we finish this.’ The regeneration accelerated. I watched through my gift-enhanced sight as the Alpha’s hand took full form. Fingers, palm, wrist… all of it growing back exactly as it should have been.

After a second as I stopped, strength left me all of the sudden— my legs trembled and shook so much, all I could do is to kneel on one leg, with the other leg giving all its strength, trying to support my body. Spurt. My mouth was filled with a thick taste of blood. …Seems like some of my organs were crushed from that kick. So this is what will happen when I take a direct hit from Kuroyuki… Given an average human, their body is supposed to tear off from this much power. Fortunately, my body is quite sturdy— but nowhere till Nightwalker’s level. But in return, because I often get injured during the time I had my training, my body developed a portion of regeneration capabilities that’s way pas

They weren't just voices or another nightmare, they were real. I threw a punch at the first one and immediately it flew back, hitting his back on the wall hard. Damn, where did that strength come from? I took a lot of Judo classes while training as a detective, but that strength was extraordinary. "He has regained his powers. We need to end him now!" The shortest of them spoke. I grabbed him by the throat and broke his neck. My killer intent was unstoppable. One by one, I took them down. A bright light surrounded me, and I felt more empowered.