Supernatural: Every Evil Ghost Clings to Me

Those who die unjustly cannot be reborn as someone else. They must find a ghost to take their place or resolve the resentment in their hearts before they can be reincarnated. Of course, there are exceptions...

I was just someone saddled with the curses “Doomed Lone Star” and “Bringer of Bad Luck.” By a twist of fate, I became a tempting prize in the eyes of all kinds of ghosts who had died unjustly. Every one of them wanted to get their hands on my body and use it to “sneak back” into the world of the living...

A flirtatious, charming Rakshasa ghost cooed, “Little brother, lend me your body for a bit...”

A big-headed ghost with an honest face said, “From now on, we’re brothers. What’s yours is mine...”

All manner of demons and ghosts pulled out every trick in the book, threatening and bribing me, pretending to be injured and helpless, all just to get my body...