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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Note: The MC is not a supporting character or hidden master. It's his story, motivated by his choices and battles, not the baby's. Please don't fall for prejudices like 'I know where this is going,' because spoiler: you definitely don't.
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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.
-Badass female chars later in the story.
-Cultivation and magic that makes sense.

I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Two blurs cleaved through plains and forests, each determined step bringing them closer to Baldur's last crime scene.

Before the sun burned in the middle of the sky, they halted, their eyes narrowing on a fuming town.

The thick scent of dust permeated the air, its dense particles drifting by the dilapidated houses. Gravels littered the ground, hiding crushed bodies under its merciless weight. A group of cultivators wearing their sect robes unburied the dead, revealing their dry skin and withered muscles.

Misha's pupils constricted as she observed them throw the brittle corpses into a giant brazier of roaring flames to send them off with a sliver of dignity.

"No doubt. Baldur killed and absorbed their life forces. What a bastard." She clenched her trembling fists and tugged at Adam's sleeve urgently. "Where did he go?"

Adam's sky-blue eyes glowed as he scanned the surrounding mana.

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