Novel & Cerita Reincarnation Of A Slime

The dragons' eyes were forged from gold, radiating burning light. Countless soul-devouring banners hung between the marble pillars, each inscribed with the names, birth details, deeds, and sins of every living being. They drifted slowly in the air, emitting mournful whispers. All of it carried the lingering obsessions and unfinished regrets of souls trapped in the cycle of reincarnation. Vexon spoke slowly in a respectful tone. "This is the most important part of the Reincarnation Hall. The marble platform before you is the Reincarnation Record.

Not the kind of stillness that settles when an animal sees its master, but the kind that a prey feels when cornered by a predator. His eyes were dark and glassy. The moonlight reflects vividly through it at any chance it gets. No one had spoken, so I guess that was his cue to go ahead. “Second chances can come in different ways,” he continued, tracing his fingers over the horse's skin until his hands got to its gullet. “Forgiveness after betrayal, reuniting with lost love, letting go of guilt. The list goes on, but one that supersedes them all is….REINCARNATION AFTER DEATH!”

“Have you ever wondered why SEO has operated for over the centuries under the radar? Because they’re the best. And you’re an agent for what? A year? Don’t blame yourself.” “Why did I come back without memory?” “Amelia, you’re not reincarnated. You’re reborn.” “Aren’t they the same?” “Reincarnation is a rebirth of a soul to another body. In your case—” “I’m still me without memory.” “Yes. Since you’re a part angel, the only way for you to live again is to sacrifice a life.” “You sacrificed someone for me to come back?” I was more horrified. “That’s not right.”

The Sorceress convulses, her screams blending with the elemental fury that engulfs her and she topples onto the ground. “No….this cannot….be….” she hisses and her skeletonial body begins to dissolve into a grostique heap until something begins to worm its way out of the dead Sorceress’ mouth. It is black and slimy. It looks like a slug, but it is as big as a snake. The thing sticks its head into the nighttime air before snapping its head in my direction.

There were still some flames on them. It was a giant skeleton that climbed out of it. Purple flames were all around its eyes, which made it look eerie and sinister. "Monster giants are monsters. They can't be killed unless they enter reincarnation. That's why they are strong enough to be used as a meat shield for the Giant Spiritual Tribe," Lyana explained. "That sounds great. Let me reincarnate it!" Chase's voice rang in everyone's ear. "Chase!" Quinn, Mia, and Lyana exclaimed.

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

These reincarnation are rare and not everyone believes it. When I finished explaining my stress, she let out a low whistle. “Wow, Christine, you’re juggling a lot. But this guy, Cade’s son… if he thinks he knows you, maybe he’s interested. Like, interested, interested in you. You could use that to your advantage, you know.” I frowned, my grip tightening on the phone. “Use it? What do you mean?”

Even they put eggs inside him like crispy bursting rough inside him beating and beating and he felt those eggs that he inserted with those membranes those tentacles, meanwhile, when he finished beating. Even though he was caught by Zi'haand and emerged from arms and legs and muscles and organs and various hairs like growing faster and faster being reborn He looked into her eyes, he screamed when it vibrated and those membranes and tentacles that trapped inside him that in that instant of time that was in his hands and in that instant, he regained the strength of his screams and in that moment his body. By that time, he was getting used to each crushing blow, in which there he was reborn wher

He looked up with his moist eyes and see if he could manage somehow to reach the top, but found out that if he tried to climb and accidentally slip when he was almost at the top, it will surely lead to his death. In the end, is he going to die here? He looks at his claws which are filled with dirt and remembered again that he is a cat now. Supposed he is really here, becoming a cat, is his former self dead? Suddenly all those depressing thoughts came rushing to his mind one after another making him cry and his already moist eyes water again. He was so depressed that even if his ears twitch catching a sound of rushing didn't seem enough to make him come out of his depressing thoughts.