Reincarnated With A Badluck System の小説・ストーリー

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.

"Give me the catalyst. I'll trigger it." The unspoken rule hung between them: killing NPCs brought Misfortune. A curse that stacked, bringing worse and worse luck until it killed you. Jax hesitated, his hand trembling. "You scared of a little bad luck, Jax?" Her tone was mocking. "Look at me. Level zero. No Ability. No points. Betrayed and thrown in here to die by my own family. How much more misfortune can the System possibly heap on me?" He met her eyes, saw the cold fire there, and something in him broke. He wasn't a hero. He was just a guy who wanted to live. And right now, her terrifying, brutal logic was the only path he could see. He handed over a small, metallic vial.

I touched the spot where I had just been stabbed and it was closed, no sign that anything odd had happened, I slowly pushed myself out of bed, my legs still trembling, my pulse wouldn’t slow down,I frantically looked around my eyes searching for anything to confirm my suspicions. I spotted my phone on the bedside table, beside me,i hurriedly picked it up and checked the date Tuesday February 2022. Just 2 years before I had stupidly married and fully handed all of my shares worth billions of dollars to Blake,which then made him the sole owner of the company. I was given another chance My hands shook as I touched my face “I’m really back” I whispered Before I could properly think my stomach gr

If Mom found out she hired criminals— If Grandpa Thomas connected the dots— If Sheraphina spoke up— She would lose everything. Her school. Her future. Her reputation. Her mother’s crumbling loyalty. Lucinda sank to the floor, sobbing. “Why… why does everything go her way?” But beneath the panic… A new seed sprouted. The same kind that once grew into murder in another life. A seed shaped like: “If she’s gone, everything will be mine.” Selena sat in the detention center’s cold interrogation room, fingers tapping the table in frustration.

That was why I sneaked out in the first place. The very first person I needed to convince was none other than my father. Gideon Pendragon, the eldest son of Dragon Pendragon, a.k.a. Lucinda’s worst nightmare. Well, in the book, Lucinda loved her father a lot—mostly because he was the only parent she had left. Her mother died after giving birth to her, so her family always held an unspoken grudge against her. When she manifested as a Beta at the age of 5, it was another demerit to her character. From that point on, she always tried to prove herself in the worst ways possible. Back then, I wanted to show the readers that Lucinda wasn’t a villain by heart but a villain built by her trauma. Howe

But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. “You can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.” Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes. “What do you mean?” Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. “Tell me everything!” The truth about Lia’s reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasn’t just someone who reminded him of Lia. She was Lia, reborn by the grace of the Moon Goddess. This revelation only fueled Caleb’s need to confront Gonzalo and end the chaos once and for all.

she said with a worried smile. *** ‘Maybe I shouldn’t have been so angry then and asked her to explain more about my situation,’ Dina thought direly. Basically, the soul disappearing thing after fixing regrets also worked for reborn people, regressed ones, etc, which was usually when the person chooses to fix their own mistakes themselves only at the same cost of course. Reincarnation with memories was a different case altogether, though which wasn’t explained in the end due to her sudden rage. Oh well, Mrs. Katlyn could always tell her later.

She was not entirely back but given a chance to live once again, as someone else but with the same name as hers. Yes, as you have read. Your thinking was right. She reincarnated once again, given her endless dullest life in her past life a hope to make a new and meaningful light in the apocalypse. Apocalypse, even though it was very close to being too dull, at least she could predict who would stab her in the back for the reason of surviving in this cruel world. The Humans that live in this world where the apocalypse started a month ago have reasons to betray their close ones; Family, best friends, and even lovers. These three characteristics were often used to feed them into zombies to have

And Asher Lancaster was the son I carried for ten months, the child I nearly bled to death giving birth to. But none of them wanted me. A wave of despair rose from the soles of my feet, flooding my entire body. I could already see my fate unfolding. At that moment, a cold and familiar robotic voice rang out. [Host, mission failed. You're set for elimination.] In my original world, I had a blissful life, but after an unexpected car accident, I became comatose. Then the system found me. It promised me that if I could win over any one of the male leads before turning thirty, I would be rewarded with a million dollars and a healthy body.

Instead of throwing it away or keeping it back in his pocket, he forced it into my mouth. "Animal! That's what you are. And you are meant to eat pieces of cotton," I choked on my tears. "Please!" That was the only word I could utter. "Get your ass out and get ready to visit the hospital," He left the room after saying this. How can God be this cruel? First, I was killed by my boyfriend and best friend, and when I thought I had been given a second chance, I was reborn into the body of a woman who was occasionally abused by her husband and his concubine. I didn't wish for this. He should have allowed me to die and rest in peace. Why did he bring me here to suffer more?