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

"If you understand, tell me what you would prefer. Me playing with you the entire day, or you watching me skin those old fools?" Eldarion asked, licking his lips as his hands trembled in impatience.

Annoyed at being ignored by his contemptible descendant, Selene floated forward, his tall stature emitting soft wisps of heat. As he moved, his long hair fluttered in the narrow corridor. Gradually, a bright, natural light commanding reverence and fear encased him, and his eyes burned like two suns. "So, I don't exist?" he questioned, his regal voice reverberating like a mandate.

Feeling the air crack under the scalding pressure, Eldarion gazed at the ghost he had dismissed earlier in a stupor.

"Who are you?" He asked, his excited trembling shifting to dread as he felt his mana being dwarfed by a burning colossus.

A Family's Sorrow