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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
1250 Chs

For How Long Can You Resist?

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As she battled her drowsiness, Arachne recalled her life so far, as she heard what Maria had to say. The sole concept of not being tied by the sin of Sloth anymore was something she had dreamed about so many times already, but that she never truly considered something real.

Why? It wasn't because she was just a child that had no idea about anything, but it was because of her very existence. Her birth, her very being, her everything…

Although some Calamities are chosen after growing up by the Calamity Seed, or have it transferred from another, deceased Calamity, there are also Calamities that are born to be them.

Arachne was one of them, the Sin of Sloth shaped her to become her vessel the moment she was born. She never knew something else, nor she knew any better.

Since she was nothing but a little spider inside an egg, that the Sin of Sloth made her its vessel, transforming her, and giving her the appearance she had.