That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime Mga Nobela at Kwento

What if he wasn’t like Mercy? One night in a drunken stupor, I took too many pills and didn’t wake up. Little did I know at that time, fairies never fully just die. They come back, they live on. But their forms do change. Due to my efforts I supposed, I was reincarnated, this time as an angel. But it wouldn’t be until my clock ran out that I knew what I was, or understood it. My body was weak, a basic human so I didn’t think I had any special powers.

However, this time, I had been bestowed with a second chance, a chance to rectify the past and restore balance. Stepping away from the bed, I approached the mirror, wherein my reflection peered back at me, bearing an unexpected transformation. Lengthened tresses cascaded, while my skin appeared resplendently smooth. A gasp of recognition escaped my lips. This look, I remembered it vividly! Thus, I had been reborn, one year following my death!

My gaze landed on the couch and I saw Isolde lying there unconscious but alive. What is going on? Didn't she die seven years ago? Didn't I just die? My hands began to shake as I grabbed a shattered phone beside me and through the screen I saw the year as 2025 This was seven years ago, the night it all began. I had been reborn! I tried to stand but my leg was crushed under a heavy boulder and I couldn't move. A loud crash echoed as the door was kicked open and Cassian rushed in looking younger.

Six years of nightmares. She thought about the timing. She had died. He had found her. Six years ago. "The gold," she said slowly. "When I used it on you — it unlocked something." "Something that was already there," he said. He reached across with his good arm and took her hand. His grip was warm and very sure. "We were given a second chance, Claire. Both of us. I just didn't know mine had already started."

"This isn't an illusion. It's reincarnation." Holding his hand, she tightened her grip slightly and explained to him patiently, word by word, her voice soft but clear, piercing the fog of time and untying the doubts in his heart: "In the calamity at Ethereal Lumin Hold, you protected the sect, and your soul was gravely damaged. But you fell into reincarnation, carrying the memories of your previous life—reincarnation and rebirth."

Jai proceeded to fight the other ones appearing in front of him. The one falling near him managed to get up, and since it saw Jai looking vulnerable because he didn't see it, it decided to smash itself onto Jai's waist, barely hitting the bag. Jai felt the crash as no more than a nudge, but it made him turned his head around like an owl and looked at the average sized fire slime with devil's eyes. Crackles of lightning sparked on his right arm and fumes blowing out if his nose as he prepared to attack. But the slime was already frightened to the core that it melted on the spot when it saw how terrifying Jai had looked. He didn't stop there though, he electrocuted the seemingly dead slime, un

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

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.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."