Reincarnated As Metal Sonic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Seeing the bell, Xayvion smiled and cackled, “Do you think you’ll be able to trap me with the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell?” “I’ll never become a slave to you! Even if I can’t escape, I can still be reincarnated. I’ve consumed half of Xayal’s Dark Power. I’m immortal! I’ll become a never-ending nightmare to you for generations to come.” After shouting the last sentence, Xayvion cackled wildly. Then, a ball of black flames started from his feet, engulfing his body.

I have a phone if I need light. The sound of breathing behind me, and then a blinding pain. Emptiness. I wake up with suffocating fear and unimaginable agony. Blindfolded, hands stretched overhead in scalding metal handcuffs. The passage of time is marked by screams that turn into hoarse breathing. Slippery, sticky blood runs down my body, dripping from my toes. The tickling of fur against my skin signals his reincarnation. Part of me is happy that I'm blindfolded, that I won't have to watch this monster tear me apart. Teeth tearing my skin. The claws dig into the ribs. Does the bandage make it worse?

"I need more than just my fire. I need your strength to hold the metal together." We gripped each other, our palms pressing together where the scars lived. A shockwave of energy blasted outward, pushing the rising water back for a heartbeat. I could feel Lucian’s internal turmoil—his fear of losing me, his hatred for his father, and his absolute refusal to die in the dark. I pressed both hands against the hull. The red light of the Silver-Bane fire turned a blinding, hot white. I wasn't just welding; I was reshaping the steel with my mind. The metal groaned, bending back into place under the heat of my soul.

[The Reawakening] The taste of copper on his tongue didn't just break the code; it detonated the very foundation of his reality. When Dante’s lips met the blood blooming from the wound he had carved into my shoulder, a jagged lightning bolt of pure, unfiltered memory surged through our shared connection. The "Sync" didn't just whisper—it screamed with the force of a thousand dying suns, tearing the white Sovereign veil from his mind until there was nothing left but the raw, bleeding truth of who we were.

"The noise of your 'freedom' has lasted long enough. The world craves the silence of the song." The Virtuosos used "Sonic Erasure." They began to sing a series of high-frequency pulses that targeted the specific "Identity Frequencies" of the pack. Xander felt his memories of the forest beginning to blur. Selene felt the weight of her blades becoming meaningless. Even Emma found herself staring at the Conduit, her creative mind momentarily seduced by the terrifying, perfect beauty of the machine’s geometry. "Eva! The Prism!" Xander roared, fighting through the mental fog to reach her.

He thumps to the ground, but I have my arms wrapped around his blood-soaked back in an instant, lifting him away from that dangerous speck of holy metal before it digs its way back into his flesh… It’s pointless. He’s dead. I smooth my blood-soaked hand through his hair, searching that flat, lifeless gaze. Even if Sicillio’s experiments do reanimate him, and even if he doesn’t come back rabid… That ghost will still force its way back inside his body and try to seize control of him once more. Unless there’s a more powerful bond infused into his flesh and very soul, able to command him… I bite down on my wrist and breathe my blood into his mouth without a second thought.

Meow~ " Haha! Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time... There was a girl. She was rich, she was perfect, and she was a national crush. But her heart wanted to see her late ex-boyfriend. Isn't it weird? People can move on as soon as they break up. But she couldn't. Her part of her heart was miserably in love with that person who would never know that. But... Fate changed it into a funny joke. She suddenly died, she came somewhere weird place. It was suffocating for her but she wanted to live the way she always did in her previous life. But it was not that easy. That place became a thorn in her throat. She wanted to escape but she had no idea what she would do. But she knew she had someone

Memories from my past and present lives blurred together, leaving me feeling like I was walking on air. After returning home, I hurried through my evening routine and collapsed into bed. The soft blankets wrapped around me as I drifted into a heavy sleep. The door to my room creaked open slightly. Someone entered. It seemed like... I found myself seeing the events that followed my death in my previous life. After my mother and I died, Liam took care of everything. He had us cremated, and our ashes were kept in two small urns that he placed in his home.

she pats me on the back before she pulls away, “Send for me and I will come to say my goodbye.” I nod and watch as she walks silently down the hall. When she is around the corner, I go back into the room. I sit in the chair and lean against the side of the bed, letting my arm drape across Kas’s waist. The ticking of the second hand on the wall clock lulls me into a sense of calm as I admire my beautiful mate. What has my life turned into? A world of Greek gods and goddesses? Reincarnated hundreds of times? My mate gives birth to her sister and vice versa, over and over? It’s all so unbelievable.

They were focusing on becoming cultivators that they failed to realize such fact. Ming Yue gave a sad smile. "I am different.." she paused before continuing, "I didn't undergo such trial because.. I am a reincarnated person.." Once again silence returned to the room and Fan Mei was the one who broke it. "Reincarnated.. as in.." Ming Yue's sad smile became more visible, "Yes.. I died once.."