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

Meanwhile, a blazing furnace cast dancing shadows onto Adam's sky-blue hair and twitching eyes.

If someone told him one day that he'd craft a trash item intentionally, he knew he would have lashed out at the fool. Yet, here he was, sweating over an anvil to make the metal as horrible as his pride would allow.

'Shit! Why is it harder than when I made my mythical blade?!'

He cursed, swinging his Qi-infused hammer with all his strength.

Sparks flew, illuminating his twisted lips. The bright metal underneath bent, a slight crack forming at its core.

'I won't make it ugly no matter what! It'll be stylish but broken inside. Hahaha!'

His crazed laughter terrorised the disciples who took the exam with him. Their heads snapped in his direction, and their jaws dropped at the frenzied hammering. What did the kid go through to display such ferocity at his age?

The Stylish Sabotage