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 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

Lulled by the chant of roosters, Adam and Misha leapt out of the blankets at sunrise and grinned at each other.

"Ready?" Misha winked, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she quickly smoothed down her hair.

Adam nodded, channelling water Qi in his hand as he passed it over his face. The cool sensation freshened him up as he raised his thumb.

Without wasting a second, they used old clothes to make the shop's displays sparkle and placed one eye-catching pill of each type inside.

With the displays arranged to their satisfaction, Misha turned to Adam.

"We should label these with their effects and prices, right?" She took out a piece of paper, a bottle of ink, and a brush she had borrowed from Shen. "We'd lose our voices if we had to explain everything every single time."

The Golden Dragon's Pearl Opens Its Doors