Romans & histoires Reincarnated As A Slime Chapter 81

Chapter 20 Carlin’s P.O.V. I clutch Clarissa's hand tightly as we emerged from the forest, heading towards my pack's settlement. We had just communed with the moon goddess, who had revealed to us our past lives. We were also informed about the possible danger the consequences of reincarnation could bring. The healer who guided us during the process had informed us about the Hunter God, who we had also met during the communing. All these events left us worried and wondering what would happen next.

The clan servants in charge of him were astonished by his intelligence and hard work, but no one suspected his condition as someone who has reincarnated, all the servants thought he was a clever child who lacked love and eventually he was buried in the world of his books to avoid feeling lonely. Even though he had some fragments of memories, they couldn't influence Golden to the point of becoming his previous life's extension like famous people with memories of their past lives that appeared on the books Golden had read. Golden was only Golden, he couldn't be considered a dead man in the body of a kid, so even if Golden was more mature and hardworking than other kids, he was still a kid, and

Years later, at a class reunion, someone mentioned that Amber was released, only to be stabbed to death by the two victims she'd tricked. Hearing she was gone lifted a weight from my chest. The snake that haunted me was finally dead, and I could breathe easily at last.

I will kill him with my hand and take back his emptied body to the pack, that way he can't even be reincarnated. Slowly, I was beginning to feel dizzy from the mixture I had just taken and I found a place to sit, which was the three sitter. My eyes closed slowly and total darkness engulfed me with my dreams of becoming the end to James and his lovely uncle, Russell.

I cried as blood gushed out from my mouth in return with the spear being dragged out from me too. I held onto the reincarnation coin, hoping that its magic would help me this time. "No!" I heard Aiden's voice screaming. Before hearing a fight happening around me. I turned to see the royal rogues fall dead as my sight began to darken, with my body being raised from the ground, nothing hurts more than knowing that I couldn't even give my child a taste of this world. "May the power of the reincarnation coin, grant you a second life." I heard Aiden's voice say to me.

“And I came back in a new body with a new name and a new life, and I wasn’t going to hand myself over to be someone’s property again just because I used to be her. I’m not her anymore. I’m a different person.” “That’s impossible,” Kade hissed. “You expect me to believe you were… what? Reborn? Resurrected?” “Yes.” “That’s impossible,” he repeated. “If you don’t believe me, then exhume my grave.” The room went still again. Harrison looked at me sharply, eyes wide with intrigue. Tyler turned his head slowly. I could feel his uncertainty through our sibling bond, and it mirrored my own. I had no way of knowing if my body was still in that coffin. I still didn’t fully understand how all of this w

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

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

“What am I supposed to do?” Her voice, though gentle, rang with quiet thunder: “Break the cycle.” And then— The ground trembled. The forest began to blur. Stars fell from the sky like raindrops of silver. “No,” I whispered, reaching out. “Please—don’t leave yet—” She cupped my face, her voice echoing inside my very bones. “Remember this, Jessica: when the world calls you cursed… I call you chosen. You....my Slythe with compassion.” And with that, I was falling—spiraling through stardust and silence—until I jolted awake, gasping for breath, my sheets damp with sweat and tears.

He was writing fast, his green eyes glowing brighter with every word. "Chapter 84," the author said, his voice echoing through the entire city. "The Mother dies to save the Child. The Child becomes the new Vessel. The World turns to Gold." Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet turned into gold. Not liquid, but solid, hard metal. It started to spread, turning the cars, the buildings, and the trees into statues of gold. It was moving toward me and Elle like a rising tide. "It’s a rewrite!" Silas appeared from the shadows, his face pale. He was holding a small, silver mirror. "Hazel, look into the mirror! It’s the only way to stay real!"