روايات وقصص ضمن That Day I Got Reincarnated As A Slime

Closing my eyes as my spine tingled, as my bones broke and reshaped themselves, agony like I've never experienced shattered my mind without giving me the decency of unconsciousness. My skin itched as something erupted from beneath it. All over my body, I felt like fire ants were trying to both burrow inside me and evacuate their hills at the same time. "Asher, get your shit together!" Xander said through our mental connection. Then at just the right fucking time, sheer delight settled over me. I was reborn. "Of course he's a fucking big ass bear. Why not?" Ransom said. I chuckled. The sound was odd, deeper in my chest.

She quickly grabbed it, like there would be the answer to all her questions. And it was there. Katherine was looking at the date on the screen. It was the 14th of April, which meant it was the day before her whole life went downhill, leading to a painful death in the river's waters, the one she loved so much in her childhood. ~ We travelled in time?~ It sounded so stupid. She couldn't believe she was actually considering it. ~ I think we were reborn. The moon Goddess brought us back to life, offering us a second chance. ~ Lucy said quietly.

How will I survive? I was shocked for a moment, then realized Evonne had been reincarnated too. Oh, that was fantastic. I thought ending our grudge this way was me going too easy on her. But since her past life was miserable and there was no room for her to make a comeback in this life, I decided to just let her continue to live the rest of her days in pain and struggle. "You deserve this, Evonne." I hung up the call and immediately tossed my phone away. Just hearing her voice made me feel utterly disgusted.

And so I stayed. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe guilt. But my soul refused to leave him. I thought that was it—forever stuck in limbo. Watching. Waiting. Then came the Blood Moon. Its crimson light wrapped around me like silk, igniting something ancient. Something sacred. My soul began to stitch itself back together. And then—I opened my eyes. My hands weren’t ghostly. My skin touched the sheets. I scrambled for my phone. The date. I had been reborn.

His voice dropped to a whisper so thin it barely touched the air. “They lied to you, Silas.” My stomach dropped. “The second chance in life they promised?” he continued. “It’s not a return. You don’t go back to your real world. You become a worker for the system.” “Worker,” I repeated. “You were either going to be processed into a guard like me, barely any free will, brain fog, constant directives or assigned to kitchen duty. The ones who prepare meals.” I blinked. “So basically… reincarnation as a corporate slave.”

For the first time, we could let go of all our masks. I watched the fire and remembered the morning I was reborn. I woke up screaming the day after Grandpa’s funeral. Drenched in cold sweat. Everything in the dream had been so real—the zombies’ roars, my family’s betrayal, the final, desperate pain as Liam pushed me into the horde to save himself. But when I looked at the calendar, I realized something. I had been reborn. I was back before the game even started. The first person to confirm my suspicions was Chloe.

One moment it stood still. The next it was sprinting. Straight toward them. The speed was ridiculous. The ground shattered beneath its feet. Alina barely had time to react. Aria moved first. A golden symbol appeared around her hand. Then she punched the creature. The impact sounded like thunder. The thing exploded instantly. Its body scattered into silver dust. For a second Alina felt relieved. Then the dust began moving. Reforming. Rebuilding. Recreating the creature. "Oh come on." Aria sighed.

By the fifth day Lena was making jokes in the layered voice, which was when Claire decided the essential Lena was entirely intact. Julian recovered the way Julian recovered from things — by continuing to function and gradually becoming more fully himself as the days passed. The quiet he had described on the first morning stayed. He came to the clinic one afternoon a week after the bond and sat on the bench with his sleeve rolled back and asked Claire to run the diagnostic. She did. The mark site was clean, fully healed, the tissue as ordinary as the rest of his arm. She set her hands down and said: "Clear." He nodded once. He rolled his sleeve back down and stood up and went back to the repo

And I never got to see my baby — not even once — before I died. The thought of it made my heart bleed. But while I was lost in the past, Robert had already grabbed my hand and pressed it to the covenant stone. A flash of white light — and by the time I came back to myself, the mark had already formed. Fury flared through me. I wrenched my hand away. He looked at me with a slight frown. "What is your problem?" I didn't answer. With everyone watching, I turned and walked out of the hall.

I trudged over to check the date on my phone, and then went over to the window and looked down. Adelyn was in the pool with Scott. They were eating each other's mouths out and the population of teenagers were enjoying around them. Some were making out under the trees by the outline of the border of the house, some were dancing with cups of beer in hands, some girls were giving a hot naked show in the pool while some boys cheered as they watched them. "I... I came back three weeks back in life before my birthday night." I whispered as I watched them. **** It's been twenty minutes since I realized I am reborn. It's still hard to process because this feels unreal. I would have not accepted this