生まれ変わり Novels & Stories

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

“Normal infants don’t speak in complete sentences or escape from magically locked rooms. So either tell us what you really are or we make the hard choice right now.” The baby’s expression shifts, becomes less innocent and more resigned. “Fine,” it says with a sigh that’s far too mature. “You want honesty? I’ll give you honesty.” It looks at each of us in turn. “I am the Void Born,” it admits. “Or I was. When Mabel killed my original form, when she held me while dying, something happened that I didn’t expect. I didn’t just transform to survive. I was changed fundamentally.” “Changed how?” I ask.

Hearing my wishes God smiles God "You are clever, for wishing your memories to be intact, many people forget such a crucial aspect and have been reincarnated without there memory" "Now I will ask you how do you want to be reincarnated? do you want to start as a baby or do you want me to create a body for you and send you there? if you choose the second option you can choose any one starter pokemon you want for the start of your journey" Of course, Lauren choose the second option as any reasonable person will do the same

Samantha huffed and glared at her stupid mate. "Yeah... it's different. What I have is different, too. I can create life. Like make life out of something. You see, the animals and forest that were killed by King Lam, I didn't bring them back to life like how they were but instead gave them a new life. I created them again but fastened their growth phase, so that's why they looked the same." Wanda explained and watched how all of them understood her, albeit looking unsure. "And...revival means bringing back someone to life. For example, if you die, I can bring you back to life." Gwen shurgged and then heard loud collective gasps from everyone around.

After all, my original plan had been to get the inheritance. Wesley was the kind of person I never needed to lift a finger for. He could not be more perfect. During the seventh year after my rebirth, he took me to see the maple leaves. The hills were blanketed in vibrant red, bursting with life and energy. As we walked down the path, I quietly took his hand. I wished, more than anything, that time could just stop right here. (The End)

It's because she had once had an encounter with a vampire and though her memories were wiped, there was still that lingering feeling at the back of her mind that there was something out of the ordinary existing in their universe. “You will forget the name Cruella D'vile, and every other memory attached to that name. You never lost your job, the murder cases were solved and closed a year ago, it was a wild beast who escaped into the woods but hadn't shown up ever since then. You never had any marks on your neck, after the accident, your father didn't make it and you grew up to become one of the best detectives in Richmond City and eventually got promoted to Lieutenant." Cruella glanced at the

The plague was gradually being contained, and trade routes across the continent were reopening. "Mom, I want to change my last name," Lyra suddenly said. I was taken aback. "Change your last name?" She nodded. "Yes. I don't want to be a Dwyer anymore. I want to have the same last name as you and Grandma Raina." "But why?" "Because I'm your daughter. Dad may have given me half of my bloodline, but you gave me my entire life. It was true in our previous lives, and it's true in this one too."

“And I understand why it feels like there’s no way out. We have all felt that way before, I motioned to Jerry, Rebecca and I. I raised my hand slightly, holding his gaze.“But you’re wrong.” His brows furrowed faintly, confusion settling on his face. “Because there is a way out,” I continued. “You just haven’t seen it yet.” He wiped his face quickly with his sleeve, still staring at me. “I… I don’t understand.” I leaned forward just enough for my words to sound as serious as I mean them. “My name is Patricia Allen,” I said. “And I want to change your life.”

… "Jocelyn! Get up. Otherwise, you'll be late for your mock exam today." My mom's voice snapped me back to the living. I opened my eyes and found myself back in my room as it had been when I was 18. My desk sat by the pale blue curtains, stacked with study notes. The walls were plastered with Elmshore University admissions brochures from past years. It was April 7, 2010, two months before the college entrance exam. Then it hit me that I had been reborn. Looking in the mirror, I saw a face with no sign of age. No wrinkles from years of depression or gaunt, sickly pallor from chemotherapy. Just long glossy hair, bright eyes, and a healthy body. Tears spilled down my face before I could stop th