The Day I Got Reincarnated As A Slime Mga Nobela at Kwento

"So the slaves are having a revolt, tell me this isn't a civil war!" The men glanced at each other. "Well?" Phuture asked. "You fighting for slavery or not?!" The man answered. "This is The Civil War." Phuture rolled her eyes, she said. "Damn it... this is some bullshit!" My family... gone... and I'm stuck in some civil war alone with none of my family members. Reincarnated as a slave. What the hell is my purpose here? "How did you kill Celie?" Phuture asked. "What did you do to her?"

I took a deep breath, exhaled forcefully, and felt the smooth flow of air in my lungs. I felt perfectly normal, not a trace of pain or unease. I had been reincarnated. Just one glance at the scene in front of me, and I knew exactly what was happening. This was two years ago, the day Renee could not hold back any longer and came to force me out of my own home. My heart pounded. I silently thanked god for being kind to me this time. In the few seconds I hesitated, my mother-in-law had already stepped forward to help Renee up, preventing her from kneeling.

It hit him like a hammer. He pushed himself up, shaking. "Then — then we can go back — " I shook my head. "I forgive you because you don't matter anymore. I'm not coming back to you." I gave him a small smile. "Your part in my story is finished." He swayed. His eyes went vacant. "How..." he murmured. "I love you so much..." I didn't look at him again. I held the moonstone up and spoke the activation spell. The recharged moonstone projected a clear image.

It was very ticklish, I couldn’t suppress my giggle. “Well. First off I would want to know if anybody in our past lives got reincarnated too,” I said while jumping over a fallen log. “But what is there? We loved each other in our past lives and have been finding each other. We should do that again.” I was merely speculating, there had to be more to this story, especially when you considered Elias and what he had done to the both of us. Also more mysterious was how this reincarnation cycle had started. I had never heard of such feats of magic.

The patient was pinned to the ground, her mouth filled with a mixture of dirt and saliva, yet she stubbornly glared at me and muffled as if she was desperately trying to get my attention. I immediately recognized her as Evonne. But so what? To me, she was just a stranger now. I decisively drove away, thinking that was the end of it. Later that afternoon, I suddenly received a call from her. "Chase, I'm sick. Really sick. If you just give me the money for treatment, I'm yours and yours alone from now on, okay?" I sneered. "You've lived two lives, Evonne, and you're still dreaming?"

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."

A feeble grin strained his lips and hot, brimming tears pricked at my eyes. “Dad,” I gasped, my grip around his hand tightening almost as if I could force all of my strength into him. “You’re awake. You’re here.” My voice trembled, reflecting an awkward half-relief and the absurd, crushing gravity of everything I’d labored to alter in this reincarnated life. I’d lost him — and Mom — three days after my eighteenth birthday in my previous life. But here he was, alive, breathing, because I’d reincarnated back from death to rewrite my destiny.

The memory left a sour, bitter taste in my mouth, even as I sat by the pool with a half-finished drink sweating against my palm. I set the glass down and stood up. I needed to move. Sitting idle and still made me think and thinking too much created space for overthinking. The tiles were warm under my feet as I walked along the edge of the pool area. Laughter echoed somewhere behind me. Water splashed here and there and the air was filled with the smell of chlorine and sunscreen. I passed a glass panel near one of the pillars and caught my reflection... Sapphire's reflection, not mine. Almost instantly, my mind was pulled back to that dream I had a few days ago. It was a constant reminder tha

He impatiently waved his palm to my face. " Ms. Perez, are you okay? I think you're hungry. Let's go of my treat!" I was surprised he's being good to me now. I asked myself again. " Am I dreaming? What about the owner of this body? I wonder where she goes now that I was the one inside her? ---------- March 1970 Past era ( Hierarchy time ) " Being reborn as a slave, I think I die a thousand times!" Anika ----------- " Ahhhhhhh!!!" I feel horrible right now.