Terlahir Kembali Novels & Stories

Real hope. She came back. She lived.

I have to fix everything I broke. Outside her window, the sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. A new beginning. Or perhaps, a second chance at the beginning she'd thrown away.?

he said. "They have come back to themselves," I said. "They have come back to the pack. They have come back to the light. They have come back to hope. They have come back to love. They have come back to each other. They have come back home. They have come back to the place where they belong."

he said softly, “is where you can start over.” Camela shook her head forcefully. “I don’t want your new beginning. I want my life back. I want him back!” she said fiercely. “You can’t have both,” the stranger said softly. “Coming back to life requires sacrifice. And rebirth means letting go of your old name.” Her scar flared up, pulsing like a heartbeat. The stranger reached into his coat and pulled out a folded piece of paper, and held it out towards her. “Read it.” Camela’s hands trembled but she didn’t move and said, “No.”

Then the man, who was holding the woman's waist, clearly showing that both of them are a couple or a partner, also spoke in a calm tone. “Reborn or rebirth doesn't mean that you can do anything and that heaven gives you a chance to continue the path that you didn't continue in your past life. Reborn or rebirth is meant to start brand new and redeem yourself from your past life because this is your second life and you should treasure it, not abuse it. However, when you were reborn in this world again, you were ecstatic thinking that heaven is also on your side and favors the wrong deed you've committed, that's why the first thing you did was to harm such innocent people because of your hatred

“Just listen.” “You said you’ve already been shot. Fine. So be it.” I swallowed. “Then that Leila is dead.” She stared at me. “You have to be reborn,” I continued. “A new Leila. Okay? Reborn. Stronger. Braver. Alive.” Her struggles slowed. She looked up at me. “A… new Leila?” she asked weakly. I nodded. “Yes. A new Leila.” “A new Le—” She didn’t finish.

Elijah was able to read and understand all of them, except for one. "What does sk-sk, um, that one mean." Elijah said pointing at the word. "Skyllamahrütshk." Peter said with ease. "That word is not human, and because of that it doesn't translate for ya." Elijah looked confused, still trying to say the word in his head how Peter did. "There's a key difference between reborn and, as their known, natural-born humans in this world. While all humans receive the benefits of mana, only the reborn seem to have the innate ability to translate most human languages."

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!

This is not a simple reincarnation in that her soul replaces someone else body. "My child! You're awake!" The old madam cried from happiness. "Grandma was too scared. Please, don't scare me again like this." She sobbed while hugging Delorah. Delorah was confused. Why did she go back to life? She's supposed to be dead and has to undergo rebirth again, but her soul was chained instead and pulled back from the dead. Additionally, she has the memory of her past lives. She doesn't know how to answer her grandma. His phenomenon, of coming back to life from death is already nature-defying. For her countless rebirth, she never heard of or experience a dead person coming back to life.

“To the flesh. The legends say that the Gate of Return can reforge a spirit into a body, provided the resonance is pure enough. It is a reversal of the Forge. It is a way to become a needle again.” ​The temptation was a physical ache, a phantom sensation of breath in my lungs, and the warmth of Cassian’s skin against mine. I could see the possibility of it. We could step into the gate and emerge as we were, or at least as a version of who we were. We could walk the earth again. We could touch the trees and feel the rain. We could be more than just a song in the wind.