Reincarnated Game Novels & Stories

Did she just call me Angela? "Angela, can you hear me?" The girl who I now know her name to be Amber from Angela's memory looked scared when I did not reply. "Why are you calling me Angela?" I could not understand what was going on. First, I reincarnated after my execution, which was something impossible. After waking up, I still had my memory's intact, but I also got the memories of another girl. How real was everything that was going on right now? "Oh dear, was the hit to your head so hard that you have lost your memory?" The girl who said she was going to make the river go dry just to wake me up was now peering down at me. Her eyes held derision and her voice, mockery.

Even immortals failed at keeping their words and the errors of others always came back to hurt the innocent ones. What a pathetic life pattern. “These are the main game rules: for each game passed, immunity points are awarded. Killing a person during the games amps up your point and even after the games— immunity points are awarded” Silent whispers ensued but the voices never rose past that. “This world is Parasite-infested. The air likewise is polluted with mutating chemicals.” Every revelation kept getting sick, my head churned.

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

I apologize that this book is really short with less than 30k words in all. I plan to edit it at some point and make it better. I figured that a really long Horror book might be less interesting and would just seem drawn out. I've not read a lot of them but I watch horror movies so I wrote this like I would picture an Horror movie. I appreciate all those who stuck with me and read Reincarnation regardless. Thank you all. After saying this, I would love and appreciate your feedbacks and things to watch out for when I do edit the book. It would be really helpful and appreciated. Bonus scene ideas too would be great. Thanks once again.

No one cared enough to object. He decided to play a game he brought home just yesterday. 'Parvaneh', it read. The word for butterfly, in Persian. Ironic, since this game was anything but delicate. It contained quests, battles, homes, everything that could spark Uriel's interests. A game that jests reincarnation. Maybe that's why it's called Parvaneh; after all, butterflies represented spiritual rebirth. Not that he'd need it. He fully believed with his heart and soul, that he'd become the best player on there within two weeks tops. And maybe he would, one way or another. He gazed just in front of him, a painting of heavenly bodies bathing in the dusky sky gazing right back at him intensely.

As far as he might be concerned, he actually felt like he was that humble urbanite skilled worker past his forties who's caught up with dealing with his little studio. That game changing evening, he just got together with his previous companions for certain beverages. How and for what reason did he awaken in Norton Lorist's body the following day? The humble studio proprietor was stunned and hysterical. Luckily, the body unto which his spirit had resurrected had been seriously harmed and couldn't move in bed for two entire months, giving him sufficient opportunity to reorient himself and acclimatize the recollections of the body's proprietor. What's more, given the first proprietor's contemp

Isolation inscriptions and tactical deployments had been set up in the surroundings. According to the information revealed by Ding Honglei before, the so-called Door of Reincarnation was a space door that opened at a certain time and place, which would transmit the creatures who entered it to a mysterious Reincarnation Region. There would be great fortunes in that place, which might be related to the legacy of the Immortal Period. Those who got the fortunes might get to immediately become immortals.

Liam teased, joining us. “Are you sure you're not reincarnated?” He asked further, probing his chest playfully. “What is reincapacinated?” He asked curiously. “It's a way someone comes back to life after dying. And it's called reincarnation.” Liam answered with a chuckle.

While I was dwelling in these thoughts, sounds began to come in from all directions and just as it reaches me, I hear a voice. [System Activation Successful] [Status] [Level:1] Is this what I think it is..... [Stats] HP: 50 DEF: 15 ATK: 9 [Other stats are locked] Holy shit! So if I am correct, I just got reincarnated into some world with a system. Does this mean I am some hero with OP skills like in those novels I read!? [Skills: Scavenging*; Iron claw*; Sprint*; Play dead*]

The System wouldn’t do it twice. A player only awakens their core abilities once. The pieces clicked together with an almost audible snap. The vault full of loot. The instinctive moves in the jungle. The way I understood the Game’s vicious rhythms on a bone-deep level, even with my memories gone. I wasn’t a new player. I was a veteran who’d been wiped clean and thrown back into the grinder. Marcus groaned, shifting his weight and jolting me from the revelation. His eyes were clearer now, the potions doing their work. The deep gashes on his arm were knitting together, leaving angry red scars.