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Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

A Young woman dies on her trip to Japan in the most anticlimactic way possible, buried by a pile of manga, light novels, and even lewd doujin after an earthquake. In her last moments, all the wishes she has suddenly become reality and materialize in all sorts of Special Abilities before she finds herself reincarnated into a corpse! Wait... Why is the corpse not moving? No matter how much she tries, it doesn't move, she's not even a zombie or something! Wait... Why is she stuck with the unmoving corpse? The corpse is actually not part of her anymore! Wait... Why is she not a physical being? Her hands are translucent, and so is her entire "new" body! "Huh... Am I a ghost?!" Accompany Maria as she survives as a ghost in a brand new and unwelcoming world, raises her own skeleton as her friend, and seeks the truth behind her second life’s death and how exactly she turned into a ghost. Not only will she have Phantasmal Powers and Dark Magic, but even the ability to raise her own Undead Army! Will anything be able to stand before her path for revenge? Over 100000 words (100 Chapters) available for free! Daily Chapters

PancakesWitch · Fantasy
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This Little Girl Seems To Be A Final Boss!

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As a Ghost and a Death Attribute Mage, I have a certain ability. If I touch a soul, I can see through their past, even their memories, and perhaps a glimpse of the future they could go through.

It's nothing crazy, and it only works with souls that are already outside a body. It won't work on anything else. It is somehow a way to see what might happen to them.

By touching the souls of the people of the spider dungeon, I saw their past and what they went through. It wasn't pretty, but it was a swift death.

The venom the spiders injected into them almost instantly killed them, and then… well, their bodies were slowly drained out of their internal juice… yeaaah, pretty horrible.

I suppose they were already dead when that happened, so it was okay… I still feel bad when I see these souls. Some of them had a very strong and terrible death and so agonizing that their appearances turned amorphous as if they had become a mass of venomous purple liquid.