Reincarnated Cat の小説・ストーリー

Rising from the concrete floor was a wisp of flesh-colored smoke, growing denser to form the undamaged version of the dead lady. "Rita Arellano," Calix began, releasing Kat and stepping forward, "Your time in the mortal world is done, and now you must pay your dues in Hell." Kat didn't know what it felt like to be stripped off a physical form, but it must've felt normal, because Rita's not even fazed. "Say what now?" "I am Calix, Reaper of iniquitous souls, Punisher of the wicked. I have come to—" "You're the man I was planning to ship off in a gay bar. Now you're talking shit," Rita interjected, frowning. "What's happening?" Her beady eyes found Kat. "And you're that ugly bitch I tried to d

I shuddered at the word reincarnation. “You…You can reincarnate people?” “Once or twice. And the range depends on my Mana.” I suddenly saw Ricky’s hand sneaking onto Noel’s shoulders, his glancing eyes glinted with a feeling of concern. “But are you sure you want to reincarnate Because you’ll leave everything behind, you know?” He motioned to my living space and my things—my manga and novel, my favorite w******l; everything. I started to ponder. If I were to reincarnate now, I won’t be able to see the ending for the novel “The Evil Villainness is My Lover”, but I’m already at the climax, and I don’t think I’ll stumble upon this opportunity anywhere else anymore.

He gently massaged her back and asked worriedly: “Perhaps you still got sick after the fever the day before yesterday. Please say anything Lady Catherine.” Catherine still couldn't stop crying, she was even more like a scared deer, using all her strength to squeeze her beloved uncle Harry. He is alive. Very good. Everything has come back after life, and she has been reborn as she had wished. Dear God. Thank you for everything

“It was for a moment, but I knew something felt different. It's a good thing I checked earlier '' I am reborn into another dimension that the voice had mentioned earlier. The other lights that I saw were different dimensions of the world we lived in which I am unaware of myself. At first glimpse, one could notice that there was something off about it, with its distinguished features distorting itself and the cracks at each doorway. As the child was lost in thought, the person who entered the carriage, as she thought, was one of her acquaintances dressed in clothing that people use for cosplaying. Fortunately, some fragments of the memories of this body were still intact so I could recognize

Escorting her to the final home she will need to bear- the hell. The fire of hell surrounded her body, burning her skin. Her laugh stopped, and then she screamed crazily. She screamed in agony every day, her pain continued, it never wanted to leave her., very reluctant to part with her. The scream of her agony died down after years of being burnt again and again, she couldn't feel anything anymore and her heart that was still beating was long dead, outside the surface and inside the surface. She was already immune to the pain. Her life in that world ended there and then she got reincarnated.

Then I’ll live the big boss life without needing to care about anything. Come to think about it, what did someone do to be born as a cat? I mean, I do believe in reincarnation, where you will be born as a new species after your death, either as human, animals, or table maybe? “Stop knitting your brow before it becomes one.” I blinked as the voice who cut my daydreams. It’s Rosie’s bartender friend. Shit, what was his name again? Jody? Jonathan? I swear it starts with ‘jo’ something.

“You do not possess an iota of bravery or courage like he does.” “Right….” he rolled his eyes, walking past the painting of the man who looked too much like him in stiffy aristocratic clothes, raising his claws high with a proud smile on his face. He looked very savage, a look Marvis did not appreciate, especially with the several stereotypes surrounding his people. “I thought it was only Werephoenixes that could reincarnate.” “Wow, it must not be a brain that is in your head. Of course everyone can reincarnate. Werephoenixes cannot reincarnate because they cannot die. It’s more like recycling, forfeiting an old body for a better one.”

She slowly opened her eyes and felt unprecedentedly relaxed. "Doctor Qin, was the problem solved?" Qin Haodong nodded. "How is she?" Kim Siyuan asked with a troubled expression. She had an indescribable feeling for the resentful soul in her body. She felt both hurt and guilty. Qin Haodong said, "She has reincarnated."

Ziyun'er looked at it and cried, "Why are you here, you scaredy-cat!" "My name is Zhiluan!" Zhiluan thundered at the top of its voice. But it quickly collected itself and spoke imperiously to Xiao Chen, "Humph! You would have long died in the snowy mountaintop if not for me, boy! You'd do best to remember this!" "Oh? So this cat has its uses after all!" With her psychokinesis magic, she summoned the cat up into her arms, giggling cheerfully. "Meow! Let go! Let go of me!"

Was it even possible for her to survive or even heal that fast? Even if she did survive, it would take years for her to heal and she would have scars except she goes for surgery. “Like you said, I must have been given a second chance.” Cruella replied, also feeling perplexed at the situation. If she was pretty burnt up like he had said then how come she's alive and fresh? Does it have to do with her powers? Is her powers maybe an ability to come back from the dead or heal herself? She didn't have time to think about it anymore as her hunger intensified and she turned towards the old man before staring at the tray of food. She was hungry and yet she didn't feel like eating the food.