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

Disbelief painted his face in bright colors as he gazed at the three armored ghosts, jaws dropping and pupils constricting.

All along, he had thought to be the only one playing them. Yet, Esi shook his beliefs with her lineup. Worst, thunder strikes deafened his mind with each second passing watching them. Not because of their appearance or the terror they inspired but because they were sane!

His fingers clenched in an uncontrollable, trembling fist.

He had interacted with Ossian, the soul reaper captain, Durgrim, and even Nova. They were all honest individuals who earned his respect.

His mouth closed and his bony teeth cracked as his eyes burned.

Yet, she dared to hunt their species when evil ghosts sewed terror and levelled villages until a mage battalion killed them?

His voice, a cracking murmur, resounded.

A guttural roar, coming from his guts and channelling all his outrage, echoed, silencing the crowd.

A Clash of Ideals