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I Failed My Reincarnation, Now I’m Thrown Into a Game World

#Yandere #Obsession #Bloody #Manipulation It was a known fact. Everyone would enter the circle of reincarnation upon their deaths, eventually forgetting their own memories before starting a new life. It was their libration. Alastor knew that, and when he was faced with either being caught and tortured or jumping down, he decided the latter. As much as this life meant for him, Alastor knew he wouldn't be missing much. His potential was too great to waste on this life. However, something went wrong. Once Alastor opened his eyes again, he had to arch his brow in disbelief, “What the heck is the meaning of this?” A floating shadow formed a holographic screen in front of him, with clear words written there on it, [Welcome, Player Alastor! Unfortunately, something wrong happened and your reincarnation had failed. However, now you have a chance to play in our glorious world, Esme!] Alastor had many things running through his head, especially once he noticed the additional line at the end, [Esme Game is going to start in 29:23:59]

ExQuartz_Roachina · Fantasy
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105 Chs

I Did Not Wish To Remember (pt.2)

"Ah!"

Alastor gasped sharply.

He could not believe what he saw. No, more like, he could not remember everything he saw that made him react like this.

His stomach churned, and his head was pounding. Alastor shakily stood up and ran to the bathroom.

Something like this was too much. He curled up and emptied his stomach, letting out a loud, choked cough now and then.

'What happened there…'

Alastor wondered as he slid down to the floor and hugged himself. Only then did he notice that he was again in his younger body. The space around him was the Radian's Mansion.

'This is weird,' Alastor gulped, trying to suppress the unexplainable disgust that was etched to his throat.

'Why am I here again? I am sure I failed. I remember-'

[Correct. You have failed once.]

The Moon Enchanter spoke to him with a mechanical voice, making Alastor unconsciously blurt out a question.

"Why are you dead today?"