"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. ********************************************** 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. ********************************************** 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.
"You can keep your ace monster. I'm more interested in Lala," he said, a calculative glint flashing in his eyes.
Another tier-four monster would break his deck balance. What if he drew two or even all three on his first turn? It would be a devastating blow, preventing him from playing. Instead, he had to replace a few ant chimaeras with strong-effect monsters. And Lala's ability interested him. After all, she summoned a plant without cost and from nowhere.
Meanwhile, Lena fidgeted with her fingers, her pointed ears burning.
"Are you sure? The carnation is much stronger, and I don't know if Grandpa will accept."
He shrugged her worries away with a friendly pat on the shoulder and a wink.
"Tell him I'll return it after the tournament if he wants it back."
She placed a finger under her lips, brows furrowed in a pensive frown before nodding after a few seconds.
"Aunty Elysia said you are an honest ghost."