Reincarnation Tagalog Stories Novels & Stories

Even those who'd suspected, who'd researched, who'd prepared, were stunned by direct confirmation. "That's impossible," an elder protested. "Reincarnation. Soul return. Those are legends. Mythology. Not documented reality." "They're documented extensively," Caleb said, standing. "Eastern Territory archives contain detailed records. Historical accounts spanning centuries. Soul return happens. Rarely. Under specific conditions. When the goddess deems purpose incomplete. When love transcends death. When destiny requires continuation beyond single lifetime. I am proof. Living proof. Undeniable proof." "Prove it then. Demonstrate something only Miguel Reyes would know. Something impossible for ra

Escorting her to the final home she will need to bear- the hell. The fire of hell surrounded her body, burning her skin. Her laugh stopped, and then she screamed crazily. She screamed in agony every day, her pain continued, it never wanted to leave her., very reluctant to part with her. The scream of her agony died down after years of being burnt again and again, she couldn't feel anything anymore and her heart that was still beating was long dead, outside the surface and inside the surface. She was already immune to the pain. Her life in that world ended there and then she got reincarnated.

So thrilling, yet so boring. Oh, I forgot to mention I hate those thieves who stolen my story like? What the hell? I put all my efforts into flesh and blood, then those thieves will just steal and sell everything off. I swear, I’m cursing them to be reborn as engkanto or aswang in their next life—or even worse, as dwarfs who feast on nothing but filth. Let their next existence be a miserable one, doomed to eat their own rotten karma. How kind of me to think about this. A sharp knock snapped me back to reality, pulling me from my vivid curses aimed at those damn thieves.

I questioned jasmine “It is very much possible through a spell of ‘Soul Reincarna’…. where a soul which is free of all materialistic boundaries can survive forever by transmitting itself into different bodies…. in this spell human bodies simply act as vessel for soul to meddle in living, a soul rules its vessel until it changes into another vessel…” Jasmine said in her serious tone “But….. this ‘Soul Reincarna’ spell requires very strong power of magic source to conduct, a merely sorcerer power is not sufficient to perform this magic” She added staring back at me.

Reincarnation. Although it is a familiar word in Novels and various other Media. I did not think that I would actually experience it in my life. I was an ordinary Otaku who you can find everywhere, and with a Plain face either. And because I was Plain-looking, I have never been able to have tasted the forbidden pleasure that you called Sex in my life, and I didn’t have the kind of life whom you can think that is pleasant either. If I can just start all over again…

Marahil ay busy siyang kargahan ng bala ang baril niya para gamitin sa’kin mamaya. Umikot ang mga mata ko at iritadong ininom ang cucumber juice sa aking harap. What’s sending me more in rage was that fact that he’d still be out here, free and living a nice island life after murdering me. Kagaya ng mga kuwentong narinig ko, mukhang malakas ang kapit niya sa taas kaya’t hindi nila ito maipakulong. Kawawa naman ako pag nagkataon, siguradong gabi-gabi hahagulgol si Mommy para sa hustisya ng pagkamatay ko. Dahil sa naisip ay nawalan tuloy ako ng gana. Matapos kong ubusin ang juice ay tumayo na ako at hinayaang nakakalat ang pinagkainan sa lamesa.

Nang matapos kaming kumain ay nagprisinta siyang maghugas ng pinggan. Ako naman ay humiga sa sofa kinuha ang cellphone ko at nagbasa ng wattpad. Ang binabasa ko ngayon ay ang 'FATAL REVENGE' ni Vampress101. A vampire story. I like revenge stories. Ewan ko kung bakit. Siguro dahil nagagandahan ako na ang dating inosente, mabait, etcetera ay maghihiganti sa mga taong nanakit sa kanya. Ang story ng fatal revenge ay....

That’s actually cute. I nearly choke on my smile that risks slipping out of my control as my mind forces the word that is normally not part of my vocabulary out of my brain. “Reincarnation is just a silly rumor. Just like the angels. Made up by humans too scared to face nothingness,” I say annoyedly before adding in a murmur, “Lucky idiots.” “Maybe,” she counters happily. “But how lucky are the idiots who find a Beloved.”

“Tell me what you know about reincarnation marks.” Antonio shifted uncomfortably. “Luc, those are myths. Old wives’ tales told by witches and druids centuries ago. Marks that appear on the bodies of reborn souls… it’s dangerous magic, if real at all.” “It is real,” I growled. “I saw it with my own eyes. The crescent mark—exactly like Seraphina’s.” He fell silent, scratching his beard. “If… and I say if, this is truly Seraphina reborn, then the implications are… heavy.”

It was very ticklish, I couldn’t suppress my giggle. “Well. First off I would want to know if anybody in our past lives got reincarnated too,” I said while jumping over a fallen log. “But what is there? We loved each other in our past lives and have been finding each other. We should do that again.” I was merely speculating, there had to be more to this story, especially when you considered Elias and what he had done to the both of us. Also more mysterious was how this reincarnation cycle had started. I had never heard of such feats of magic.