That One Time I Was Reincarnated As A Slime นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I shrugged my shoulders. I wasn't really expecting an answer, so I kept going. “I don't even know what to call it. Whether it was five years ago, or a couple of days, maybe a few weeks... I don't know how far back it's been. But I had died. And I was reborn five years into the past, right before everything started. Which is exactly where we are right now,” I said, talking more to myself before snapping my eyes back to hers. “Crazy much, right?”

I was the karmic reincarnation of Neriah. I was Neriah reborn; I wasn't just some girl with pheromones, I was cursed, the pheromones, at least mine were a curse. A punishment for Neriah's wrongdoings many lives ago, and if I didn't stop the cycle from repeating itself, everyone would die.

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.

Gwen said, intertwining her fingers in front of her face. "I...I...when I saw their faces in Gia's memory, I could see what they were doing at that moment, and it enraged me when I saw them harassing a school girl. I could see something shimmer inside them, and I wished that their souls would burn to ashes inside them and that they never reincarnate." Samantha said in horror.

My body trembled badly when I opened my eyes again. I realized I was still in one piece, limbs intact and all. I was also not feeling any pain of my bones being crushed. I realized that I had reincarnated. At that moment, my colleague, Cecilia Hunt, came to me. "Jessica, let's go get a drink together! Gosh, it's so hot today!" Cecilia was five months pregnant and was particularly afraid of heat. She had to buy a cold drink almost every day.

"Did I forget to introduce myself to you? Well, I am Vigor and I am the protector of the realm. How about you, Silas or should I call you Adam? Do you really know who you are?" My heart sank. "What do you mean?" "Ah, it must be another thing I forgot to tell you. The era you are in is two hundred years ago before Silas died. Before the beast killed everyone because you, their mate, was killed." My heart pounded in my chest and it felt like I was suffocating. I felt like drowning with my arms tied so I couldn't swim. "You, Adam Bishop, is the reincarnation of Silas."

_from walking as a lowlife lady who had a drunkard father and a wicked stepmother who's now pregnant, to a lady with stance who's the wife of a rich monster. At the thought of this I laughed, smiling at the face of death, which was the only peaceful way to die, I got tired of searching for air and going back into the water, I opened my mouth, to be drowned in the world I chose to live in. The last thought on my mind, was reincarnation, wondering how it would feel to die and live again in another different world, I would definitely search for my parents and behead them myself. My vision was getting blur, when I saw a big warewolf pulling out the door, I knew it would be Liam. Well the monster

" Megara sighed and stared at the two youthful girls sitting in front of her. They were sitting in the inn's restaurant having tea and pastries. "Reincarnation is possible with black magic but it's highly risky. You have to reincarnate the person in someone's body or you can even use your body for such activities but...such a thing never happens." Megara said calmly and took a sip of her tea. Her eyes darted toward the girl sitting in front of her. "But the story I'm telling is authentic." The girl said and took a bite of her pastry before fully turning towards Blossom. "He did reincarnate and is alive, he must be somewhere in this world." The girl said and Megara nodded. Although she knew s

The pretty face staring back at me was not mine. I almost crawled out of my skin. It was at that moment the memories began to come. Stacy walked out of my room after poisoning me, a young lady taking wheezy breaths on her bed, which were her last. The dress I had on was what she was wearing. It all made sense to me now, I had reincarnated in another's body. And not only do I have to deal with that, I have been sold off to Gizmo. Could my life get any better?