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

The glowing light emitted by the horrifying sword responded to Zarathor's energy, shaking to life for the first time in eons. The thick rocky floor rumbled as if excited for the sword... or to be freed from its ominous presence.

Meanwhile, anticipation boiled into Zarathor's blood as his hand wrapped around the pommel. However, before his joy could fully settle, a buzzing noise echoed in the cave.

With a swift movement, he retrieved his numb arm and gazed at energy sparks dancing on the great sword with a frown. "Don't refuse me. I'm your only chance to leave this place!" He yelled, gritting his teeth and steeling his resolve. Then, he extended his arm to grab the pommel again.

Unfortunately, a surge of green fire erupted before his eyes, prompting him to step back by reflexe. "No! I won't leave without retrieving you!" He spat through clenched teeth, unwilling to give up. Yet, his eyes trembled in dread as they stared at the dancing flames.

A Legacy of Fire and Ashes