Resurrection () Novels & Stories

After going through the subsequent days of torment, Peter was rendered to just a bag of bones who looked sickly. I, on the contrary, regained my health gradually. A healthy complexion returned to my face too. I chose a gravesite for my unborn child. I buried the child's checkup reports, ultrasound imaging, and clothes in the ground. While stroking the ice-cold gravestone with tears streaming down my face, I said, "Come back to me and be my child in your next life, okay?"

A soft whir. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She didn’t want to know—but she needed to. Password? She entered it without hesitation. Eva’s birthday. The screen flickered. THE LAZARUS EQUATION — PROJECT OPEN FILE 7E-A The video began. A lab—white, sterile, inhuman. Not medical. Not research. Something in between. Echo’s voice filtered through speakers, calm, seductive, cult-like. "Memory is the key. Resurrection is possible, not through DNA alone, but through the precise mapping of the hormonal and emotional experiences tied to identity. The Lazarus Equation solves death—not by avoiding it, but by erasing the boundary between trauma and origin."

Just when he was standing in the backyard, the system gave a warning, causing him to frown. [Mark the practice of Resurrection] [Resurrection: After death, there will be a chance to come back to life, conduct attacks close to the surrounding area] It turned out that if Tadhg Walter wanted to learn the exercises, he had to go to many places, such as this local backyard where the exercises were hidden. However, this practice has a strange feeling. Only after he died can he use it, then he only has a partial chance of being resurrected, using the remnants of his breath, if he comes back to life, it continues to cause damage.

Why did he suddenly become alive? Those who deliberately made troubles originally made Pisces helpless. He did not know how to deal with them, but now, they had been driven away just like this. Everything seemed so easy. Pisces looked at Thomas blankly and asked, “Commander, how did you do it? I’ve never heard of the resurrection of the dead.” Thomas smiled mysteriously. “You will know the answer soon. Now, let’s go back to the Food and Medicine Hall to rest.” … In a bar in Celandine City, Jax pushed the door and entered. His face was full of anger. “Where is Bamboo Pole? Come here!”

She couldn't answer herself, so she asked "Why preserve their bodies when after death, their bodies would decay?" The bishop chuckled to her understanding of natural phenomenon and looked at her a little "For major vampires, their bodies would decompose immediately after death but as for my vampiric race, we don't!" He responded "Instead, after death, our bodies as we believe stays intact until it's high time to resurrect." Catherine scoffed to his madness "Resurrect!" She repeated but judging by the seriousness on the bishop's face she asked "Resurrect?" "Yeah, resurrection is real!" He finalized before walking out and reluctantly, their followed while the do

“It shall not help you. You shall die and your body shall be purified from sin.” “What good will that do me if I am dead?” Theo muttered. “Why, for the resurrection, my dear man. For the resurrection,” Sir Edgar said as he exited the chamber.

"This has been planned for a long time, and now we're in the final hour." He sank down. "I don't think I have to tell you what this all could mean." I nodded. The Awakening, the event that happened every twenty to fifty years in which the veil between the mortal world and the spiritual world were so thin, and the magic of the universe was so active, that rituals that need a lot of power were made easier such as ritual possession or full-on resurrection. As we grew closer, the veil would get thinner and thinner, Selene's ability to affect the mortal world would grow. A script from an old book floated through my mind about a resurrection ritual.

The rest of the tombstones got lit one after the other, a blue flame atop each grave. It was almost as if the stars descended to the ground. Ophelia watched closely, she has only ever heard about burials and the flames of resurrection. The flame of resurrection is meant to lead the deceased to the afterlife. A myth or a fact, it didn’t matter to Ophelia. As long as it gave her the hope that her family ought to reach the other side safely - no matter where the other side is. The Moonglade’s knights were lined up behind the Alpha, their legs shoulder-width apart standing in attention in respect for the funeral.

My chest constricted, I was finding it difficult to breathe as I looked at him. "What do you mean by that?" I rasped "Remember the ritual we did on Katherine when she died? We were trying to resurrect her by calling up her soul back into her body. I think we succeeded but in the cruelest of ways, we projected her soul into someone else and the child took the form of Katherine in her mother’s womb. I do not know how that happened but it did and although she is Katherine, she is not because her memories are not with her.” "I still do not understand what you are trying to tell me, Henry. Are you saying she is Katherine but not her because her memories are gone forever?"

It simply waited, and eventually, everything came crashing down. The holographic display erupted in cascading light as the quantum matrices activated. The air itself seemed to thicken as exotic matter processors engaged, spinning base elements into complex molecular structures. The resurrection protocol was breathtaking in its audacity—not merely digital consciousness, but the reconstruction of a physical form from stored genetic templates, enhanced with improvements that Michael had spent years planning.