Romans & histoires The Reincarnated Inferior Magic Swordsman

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.

"A weapon would be made using your bones and flesh inclusive of your hair. The tip of the weapon should be bathed with your blood and the act should happen coincidentally but not willfully. Only then would the sword attain the sanctitude to kill him." Princess Veronica wasn't afraid hearing the sage's deliverance. On the contrary she was happy, she could find a solution to the unlimited suffering of her country's citizens. "How will I end the monster after my death?" Veronica had the final and only question to ask him. The sage took the spirited water from the jug besides and sprinkled it on her head. "You will take a rebirth, remember everything when time comes and end the beast."

He then winced at her letting her know he was going to tell his son everything. She noticed this and walked out excusing them to have a father-son talk. Yahiko sighed and looked at his son then he opened his mouth slowly to spit the heavy words slowly " Kazuma, he uttered, yanking his attention over to him, I think you are cursed"; he whispered under his breath. Kazuma was shocked by what he heard his father say, "And what does that mean"; he asked tensed up "It means you have an ability that makes you different from others and based on my hypothesis, I think you're cursed with the power of reincarnation," he muttered, letting Kazuma process all that he just said before.

But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. “You can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.” Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes. “What do you mean?” Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. “Tell me everything!” The truth about Lia’s reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasn’t just someone who reminded him of Lia. She was Lia, reborn by the grace of the Moon Goddess. This revelation only fueled Caleb’s need to confront Gonzalo and end the chaos once and for all.

Why am I apologizing anyway? I looked up at him and was about to retort when he chuckled. 'Oh my God, I swear his voice is hypnotizing.' I was dumbfounded seeing his smiling face. It's as if I'm love-struck. Since I was lost for words he speaks up. "Not all are given a second chance in life. You're quite blessed my lady. So which is it? Do you want to end it without fighting or to get back at those who belittled you?" Still smiling even when his questions got weird. It's like he knows me or even the fact that I'm reincarnated. 'Wait maybe he knows me.'

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"

Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves. "I can tell ya been worried baby." Harriet spoke softly to Phuture, she continued. "The key is confidence... .be confident in your strength, brains, finesse, and elegance. You're a natural rather inside your true vessel, reincarnated, or transmigrated. You are a piece of God... allow me to show you how."

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

"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."