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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 · Fantasia
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1249 Chs

The Plague

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Syllis had finally reached back to the village of rabbit-kin survivors after being lost for several days.

He surprised all the people there as the guards looked at him with surprise.

"It can't be…! Syllis!"

"You're alive!"

The guards quickly jumped toward him and hugged the young man. As his older brother figures, they were very worried about him and where he was.

The thing they were the most surprised about was that he looked healthy and even seemed to have gained a lot of weight all of a sudden. Did he eat somewhere?

"Everyone, I am so happy to be back… Quickly, we must gather the rest of the people! I found someone that can help us!" Said Syllis and a cheerful smile quickly moved everyone.

As his voice reached far and wide, only those incapable of moving, such as the bedridden elderly, were not able to gather around him.

"I-It's Syllis!"

"It's really him?!"

"You're back!"