Novel & Cerita Reincarnated As A Hot Spring

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

She sat for another minute in his office while the fire burned low and the baby moved and outside the snow came down quiet on North Ridge. She thought about her first life. About the version of herself who had never known any of this was possible. Who had been so thoroughly told, for so long, that she was ordinary — nothing special, nothing remarkable, perfectly fine — that she had believed it the way you believed things that were repeated to you often enough. She thought: I wish I could tell her. The version of me in that cell. I wish I could say: hold on. Just hold on a little longer. There is a version of this that is worth coming back for.

She quickly grabbed it, like there would be the answer to all her questions. And it was there. Katherine was looking at the date on the screen. It was the 14th of April, which meant it was the day before her whole life went downhill, leading to a painful death in the river's waters, the one she loved so much in her childhood. ~ We travelled in time?~ It sounded so stupid. She couldn't believe she was actually considering it. ~ I think we were reborn. The moon Goddess brought us back to life, offering us a second chance. ~ Lucy said quietly.

I looked up at him, my mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and confusion. For so long, I’d questioned Atlas’ sincerity, unable to fully trust him. But now, something shifted inside me, a sudden clarity breaking through the fog of doubt. The memories surged back—a cycle of death and reincarnation, a desperate struggle to survive and overcome the tragedy that bound us together. Soon, I remembered why I could truly trust him. Both Atlas and I died. We got reincarnated and we needed to stay alive and get past of this tragedy now. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry from the heat and exhaustion. Nodding, I reached for his hand, feeling the solid warmth of his grip.

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

(ꐦ ≖ ‸ ≖) “…then you’ll be sent to reincarnate.” (╯°Д°）╯︵ ┻━┻ ‘You lot are scammers! Give me back my wonderful carefree life in a vast, beautiful world!!’

I questioned jasmine “It is very much possible through a spell of ‘Soul Reincarna’…. where a soul which is free of all materialistic boundaries can survive forever by transmitting itself into different bodies…. in this spell human bodies simply act as vessel for soul to meddle in living, a soul rules its vessel until it changes into another vessel…” Jasmine said in her serious tone “But….. this ‘Soul Reincarna’ spell requires very strong power of magic source to conduct, a merely sorcerer power is not sufficient to perform this magic” She added staring back at me.

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"

The ghosts were classified into different streams, drifting into the distance. On the Karma Mirror, there were tens of thousands of ghost servants in black working day and night. They escorted the ghosts and named them one by one. Then, they used the Karma Mirror to sort them out. After the ghost had Granny Meng's soup, finally, they were reborn according to the karma of their previous lives. Ding Hao turned to look at somewhere else. The reincarnation channel was filled with circles of strange and beautiful mist. The aura was much stronger than before, but there were still many parts that needed to be perfected. Obviously, it had not been completed and was still under construction.

John was in a brown study, he conflicted upon the every thought that happened to be crossing his internal monologue with painstakingness for a couple of minutes. " Huh? If I accept this, I have to lose my humanity, l'll live my whole life there as a Demon King, but as I man will I forget I swear, no! Never! "And answered, " Yes, I accept the condition, please reincarnate me. " And a grin like a Cheshire Cat gave the impression of being in his face, to find happiness, in his one and only chance. The God, smiled and remarked, " Very well. " And he placed his hand in front of John's face, releasing a scintillating beam of light and, the very next moment, he opened them, he was a little infant i