I Was Reincarnated As A Slime

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

little boy cried" mama mama papa where are we going" he sniffed "Carlos baby don't cry mama is here for you" she said " Stop playing around with that kid Margaret and pack the bags" father said "mama papa please i do not want to go anywhere i want to stay here with Janette"the little boy thats not up to 10 years old "Carlos where we are going to you would find new friends infact more than a hundred friends" she said "Mama but i really like Janette she really friendly"the boy said "They are here " the father said "Open the door or we will break it down" the village judge said "Honey what are we going to do"she said "You and Carlos go through the back door ill b right behind you" " Honey I can't leave u here " she said "I said go now!".

Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.

If I had wealth, I could do anything. And now it's not just a wish, it's a reality. Those who have deceived me and treated me badly deserve cruel retribution.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

"You have an army?" "I have thousands of troops." "You can use lightning magic?" "I can use it too. ---- Elijah, killed in a homicide, transmigrated into another world. Unlike his world, he had come to a world full of mages and warriors. People awakened abilities and became mages. But Elijah awakened the most useless ability of all time. The clone ability. ---- "From today, I, Elijah West, will be the strongest mage alive."

"I, Alastair of the Elderien's Keep, renounce you, Jaghryx as my Dragon. I break our connection, I break all that binds us together and I renounce my status as Dragonlord." *** Forced to renounce his dragon in an attempt to correct a fatal mistake, Alastair finds himself in a world of grief and chaos. But when he meets a child with a destiny far greater than his, he is forced to tear down the walls he had built to separate him from the world around. Will he succeed in bringing her to the light, becoming the salvation the world might just need against a great evil, or will she fall to the darkness, becoming the very thing that destroys the world itself? Stay and find out!

That day, my parents and sister who were all working abroad suddenly told me that I was a second-generation rich with trillions of dollars in wealth!Gerald Crawford: I am a second-generation rich?

Javad de Venta was once a professional doctor before he becomes a lived in son-in-law and then a Mafia Don. All odds were against him because he has a kind heart. Things however took a turn when he went to prison and return. In jail he acquired a revenge system that can supply strategies plans and resources for him to regain what he had lost. *** " Boss You only need to sign here and the Inheritance will be yours " " What if I said I want the whole world? " " Then you will have to possessed a black heart " Javad de Venta smirk at this and he nodded. " I want the whole world Cassius. About the black heart, i have it already "

My name is Carl. I used to be a secret agent of the FOX. Five years ago, I and my best friend Rex successfully carried out a mission to stop a group of invisible terrorists who wanted to destroy our nation. We succeeded in liberating the nation from the shackles of the terrorists. But I never knew it would cause a total turn around in my life. We thought it had ended but the battle only started. The same night we were supposed to celebrate our victory, my only child and my wife were murdered. Rex and his family were also attacked. I was shot thrice and left to die but Sheila saved me from dying and gave me a new life.