Yoriichi Reincarnation Novels & Stories

Even though the energy he absorbed was not even a quarter. "No wonder he wants to serve you," he said casually. "Is that all?" I asked confused. I prepared some of my memories for the will to them then prepared the magic for reincarnation. I put all my magic energy into Sukmo's sword and ring to strengthen the barrier on their bodies. Hopefully my energy can last until I come back. "Nay, you the most understand me right? I gave all my magic so you can use it, I have changed your origin in the Sukmo sword, as well as Nia." I approached Nay.

I looked up at him, my mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and confusion. For so long, I’d questioned Atlas’ sincerity, unable to fully trust him. But now, something shifted inside me, a sudden clarity breaking through the fog of doubt. The memories surged back—a cycle of death and reincarnation, a desperate struggle to survive and overcome the tragedy that bound us together. Soon, I remembered why I could truly trust him. Both Atlas and I died. We got reincarnated and we needed to stay alive and get past of this tragedy now. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry from the heat and exhaustion. Nodding, I reached for his hand, feeling the solid warmth of his grip.

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."

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.

I have so much to say to Aurelia but I have nothing to say at the same time, I endure a whole lot too all in the name of marriage and here I am, watching my mate and my sister claim my child as theirs. I walked into the middle of the field that was drawn just for fighters, After my robe was taken leaving me with a short that's up to my knee level. It's the only thing they could get me aside from the slutty ones they have. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath once again to calm my nerves. I held the whip tightly with my two hands, my fingers were shaking from fear but at the same time I had too much in me to let out. “Don't ever make a first move, calm your nerves and focus on your opponen

Kiara announced to the silent room. We all watched as the light drained out of Eva's eyes, and the grass beneath her was soaked with her blood. She was sitting right there next to us. How the hell was this possible? I don’t believe it. “It's not impossible. After I died, the Moon Goddess brought me back because of what I suffered. I was given a second chance so I could make things right for my friends. She gave me the wolf that had been locked away from me, along with a spirit guide, to help keep me safe. She knew what you would try when I returned here. The Goddess tried to keep me as safe as she could from what you three were going to try to do to me,” Eva announced to the silent room with

How will I survive? I was shocked for a moment, then realized Evonne had been reincarnated too. Oh, that was fantastic. I thought ending our grudge this way was me going too easy on her. But since her past life was miserable and there was no room for her to make a comeback in this life, I decided to just let her continue to live the rest of her days in pain and struggle. "You deserve this, Evonne." I hung up the call and immediately tossed my phone away. Just hearing her voice made me feel utterly disgusted.

As I came around the corner, I realized I had found Hachiro. “Come on, mother fuckers? You think you’re tough cause you got to join a yakuza clan. Bring it fuckers? I was born into this clan. I was the personal bodyguard of the heir. I was the guard of Kitsune. You pathetic whelps ain’t got shit on me. You only managed to catch me because you gassed our house. And if my wife or baby are hurt from that, I’m resurrecting you to kill you again.” Hachiro was shouting as he used a steel pipe to bash in heads.

Perhaps those memories, skills, and instincts were buried deep within this body, waiting for the right moment to surface. Alia furrowed her brow, her fingers tapping lightly on the table. She had assumed that reincarnation merely meant swapping one body for another, that this vessel would influence her only in terms of physical attributes like strength or appearance. But now, it seemed this body’s memories were subtly seeping into her consciousness, granting her abilities she had never possessed.

“DEATH, REBIRTH, REINCARNATION, AND CHANCE. SHALL I LAY UNTO YOU THE REAAL DEAL OF THE SEVEN EXISTING WORLDS, WHERE THE ORIGINAL AND THE ROT OF ALL LIES TO WHAT I CALL,” SHINZO DIMENSION