Adamus_Auguste

"In order to survive the future great war, we must take drastic measures. We need to summon warriors and train them before time runs out." 

Thus, millions of earthlings were reincarnated in an alien, medieval world governed by swords and magic to save its prophesied doom.

Among those individuals, one's situation inexplicably deviated from the others. 
Thrust into a rotting house in a ghostly body, Adam found himself bound to a wailing baby. With a heavily damaged soul and the snarky remarks of a system, he began his years-long quest to recover his body. 

Armed with his mind, he'll educate the baby and slowly watch him turn into a good youth. However, he would have to make a choice: suffer as a ghost until he finds an alternative that might not exist, or possess his body and reincarnate.

He was far from imagining how dangerous this world full of possibilities could be, prompting him to question everything he knew... Including himself and this world's intentionally blurred history. 

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Discord server: https://discord.gg/ubzzKM5wfp
Note: The MC is not a supporting character. He makes his own choice and decides where to go despite his condition. It's his story, not the baby's. Give it a chance because it's a great one I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
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What you can expect: 
-A living world with its own lore.
-Each character has their own motivations and desires.
-Moral grey story.
-An MC who grows and learns little by little.
-A long but epic quest.

I Refused To Be Reincarnated

As some jumped with joy upon seeing Selene's return, others doubted his intentions or despaired. The elf in question appeared inside Julius' soul sea.

With his tight leather-styled ethereal clothes revealing his manly frame, he took determined steps towards the library, ignoring the familiar place.

"You know why I'm here," Selene said, gazing straight into the short-haired man's eyes.

"I know," the man looking like Adam answered, dismissing the mana patterns he had been weaving before rising to his feet. Standing a head shorter than the elf, he added, "Kneel."

Astounded by the demand, Selene's eyes narrowed into slits. Menacing bright light rapidly filled them as he solemnly answered, "You don't have to make things hard."

Fires of Pride