I Refused To Be Reincarnated
"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 remark 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. However, 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. ********************************************** [WebNovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] Discord server: https://discord.gg/3zrgeP8yFv Note: Hello, this is my first novel, and I'm doing my best to write it in English. I hope you'll have fun reading it. I'm slowly revising older chapters without changing the plot. If you suddenly experience a drop in quality, don't worry. It means you caught up with my revisions.
Mirror of Deception
As the doppelgänger flew away, Adam leisurely sat on the ground and reviewed his fight. Despite his confidence in defeating anyone of the same tier, the evil ghost's proficiency in melee combat astounded him. With the same speed and strength, he could do so much more than him.
'But again, I'm a mage. I use melee combat only when I'm forced to or to save mana,' he thought, a bitter aftertaste filling his mouth. He wanted to improve his close combat skills, but without a body or opponent in the dream place, how could he? After all, swinging his sword in empty air would yield minimal results and consume too much time he didn't have.
"This one was an exception. I won't face anyone as strong in melee in a magic world, right?" He muttered, comforting himself. The body cultivator's absolute limit was fixed at the third tier, and they wouldn't copy his spells like the ghost.