Novel & Cerita Reincarnated As An Assassin

The Life and Death Martial Path Ancestor had said that Chase had solved the mystery of his reincarnation. Reincarnation? Chase had mentioned that he was the reincarnation of the Nether Deity after they went through what happened at the sinister little town.

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?

"You've got to be kidding me. Do you know how long we have been working on this? But it took you less than two days to crack it. What kind of a brain do you have?" "I don't know," I chuckled lightly. "There is only one person who would have been able to pull this up, and that person is Princess Ashina. Unfortunately, the lovely princess is dead but I guess we have her reincarnated here." Damon tapped me lightly on the shoulder. Well, her reincarnation is indeed here, literally. "I hope I will not get into trouble because of this?" I asked him. "What do you mean? Why should you be in trouble for being a brain box?"

The leader of the six assassins felt a chill spike through his heart as fear shot straight to his head. In the instant his eyes met Ashton's, he felt like he had fallen into purgatory and was staring directly at Death. That terrifying killing intent made even these seasoned assassins tremble. Eunice stared at Ashton's back. A strange sense of familiarity rose within her. "Who am I?" Ashton chuckled. He stopped suppressing his killing intent and pulled out his Legion's sigil, saying, "You can call me the Grim Reaper. I'm the newly appointed deputy head of the Legion. Now that you know who's sending you to hell, it's time to die!"

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.

I hazily remember the first time I woke up and saw that reflection, after months of ‘treatments’: straight up torture in those cold, abandoned cells… “It’s starting to come back to you, is it?” I jerk back to face him. “I rather thought that would happen, now that Ashmedai and all his incubi have been banished back to hell. All those memories they muddled should keep returning to you gradually.” He searches my eyes. “As for the physical alterations… I suspect that will be permanent. So,” He claps his hands down on his lap. “My immortal and supernaturally strengthened clone, a few important addenda I am going to need to verify: you know fully well that you are not a reincarnated saint, correc

“Oh, lovely girl, it’s more than possible. After all, you are Azazel’s fated soul mate.” He releases my arms but remains in front of me with a penetrating stare. “You see...” He continues to talk as he raises his hand and caresses his index finger down my cheek. “…what you’ve thought were dreams are actually memories of your past lives, and I’ve killed you in all of them. Of course, you have to be such a pest and reincarnate every few hundred years. It’s a bloody nuisance. And to add insult to injury, your new reincarnation is of a powerful Siren.” He finishes with an accusing glare.

He opens his eyes into the game where he is a piece to His chessboard and company as turning back does not exist anymore, now that he accepted and throws everything into the game of life and death. “To protect and be the holder they expect me to be and where I needed to be. This path is the only way to fulfill that promise, right?” Somewhat brainwash, yet is still holding that desire as the only driving force of his life right now. To the seems like an endless dark tunnel that he walks with. He finally comes out as he finds himself into the room and the world of his plan. “Death Reincarnate.” He whispers, naming the world and the book where the lies, darkness, and the prison cell of the prom

Kazuha said and turned to see the assassin wake up. “You’re finally awake. You have a pretty hard head so there is no serious injury.” The assassin then noticed he’s tied up. He tries to break free but is unable to. “I’m sorry. I don’t do this to my patients but as a doctor, I save lives not take them.” He then starts to look at him menacingly with a sadistic smile and his hand is on the table full of multiple tools. “Fun fact, I was a master torturer before becoming a doctor. You’re not the first assassin I’ve ever met and none of their ends went smoothly. I can break your spirit even if you have an iron will so unless you want to die or even come out intact, you better answer my patient’s

They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak. "The luna is dead. Why do you keep claiming to be her? And this is not what Luna Ashley looks like." "I shouldn't be explaining myself to you but for the sake of this, I will." "I was reborn in another body. The spirit is Ashley while the body is another's. That explains why I know all your secrets and I am back for revenge." They fell to their faces and could not bear to look up at me. Cold sweats dropped from their forehead to the floor.