The Jobless Reincarnation Novels & Stories

On the other side Somewhere the dark solitude of the dense forest echoed with cries of pain and agony. A dark silhouette looked at the front where some food was being roasted, the sticks dipped not dipped in sauce but red blood. The silhouette moved and rested his back against the stem of a dead tree, "I despise cacophony, Amber! Zittili " (SHut them up) He was the reincarnation of the God of death. His eyes, cold and void of any emotion. Amber gulped the fearful lump in his throat. He knew how destructive his boss' anger could be, even for him. He stammered

I wanted it to stop. “So do you now understand?” The change was so sudden that I barely noticed. One minute we were watching Lance burning and the next we were now in the forest where we met The Moon Goddess. She looked at us with her Twilight eyes, the pain in them was undescribable. “I am sorry my children that I wasn’t there for you.” “It’s fine but we have questions. You reincarnated us so that we could have a second chance right?” The Moon Goddess nodded her head slowly. “Who brought back Delilah.” Carlin looked at me, I gave an apologetic look.

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

said Bella. “Oh. Well, that’s a shame.” “Yeah. I know.” “I did feel dizzy and passed out a few times though.” “Are you alright?” asked Madam Cynthia, patting her head. “I’m fine now.” “Good.” “Do you want me to give it a try?” asked Cynthia, looking at Joseph. “No. I won’t do it. If your soul goes in there, then there is no guarantee that you will come out. She’s a phoenix. She have the ability to reincarnate. Life after death. You don’t. You’re a dragon!” exclaimed Master Joseph.

is the right word because both Spinstra and Kharon have been transformed into infants by the River Lethe; the old-school equivalent of a factory reset. Seph and the surviving Helter-Skeltals aren’t bothered by the fact that two of Soul City’s most prominent denizens have been turned into babies. To replace neonatal Kharon until he’s old enough to take over the ferrying business once again, some of the Helter-Skeltals morph into a self-piloting boat with an animate figurehead. As for the missing third of the Fates, the Helter-Skeltals also rise to the challenge of becoming nannies. In particular, they’ve gotten quite good at changing diapers and extracting the simultaneous product of Spinstra

“And why’s that?” “Zayden, do you believe in reincarnation?” Jules posed the question thoughtfully. “I’ve heard of it,” he frowned. “What does it have to do with her?” “Everything,” she said almost instantly before she grabbed a stone from the table and flipped it between her fingers. “To be honest, I’ve only read about them in some old witchcraft books and grimoires. Meaning, the chances for someone to reincarnate without the use of any magic or spell is so rare…it almost never happens.”

Timothy. He was still getting used to the body that he reincarnated in. A known as a serial killer. A hired assassin centuries ago. He was getting used to the body as it slowly turned into his original face. That’s how reincarnation in their family works. Slowly, the body will adapt to the soul and whatever the Soul looks like, will adapt by the body. The scar on his face was permanent and a lot of women were disgusted by it.

“A cycle of death and reincarnation?” Adrian nodded. “It says you’ve been through this before. Many times, actually. You’re the guardian, Annalise. You’ve been reborn over and over, only to be killed again before you can fully realize your power. Each time, the balance between the realms is disrupted. If you don’t stop it this time, it’ll keep happening. The prophecy suggests there’s a special ritual that can restore your full powers.”

“You can try as much as you want...but now you’re just a miserable human...” My hands begin to shake with rage...It’s not possible for me to be beaten by a stupid corpse...I HAVE to go back to Darren...I HAVE to escape because I am the reincarnation of the RED MOON!!! The blankets around me begin to spin fast in the ‘air under Vlad’s stupid eyes. “Interesting...” I see everything black, but I can see the outline of Vlad’s soul. “You can never have control over me...I won’t let you!!!”

Zelia lightly tap the Emperor's cheek making him glance at her, "Is something hurting you? Should I call the physician right now?" She shook her head, "No need for the physician, my body just need to adjust..." She stopped from talking when she realize something. 'What the hell is going on? Why is this body acting just like my original body? This feeling of adjustment and weird feeling for this body... This body is mine! I would know right away because I'm the owner of this body... did I really got reincarnated? But I really did die back then when I accidentally pull the trigger of the gun, so how? What's happening? Why am I here? This is not heaven or hell... where am I? Did I teleport or w