"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.
He watched the silent confrontation between the two powerhouses in a muted stupor, too small to interject. Even breathing aloud seemed like a luxury he possess any more in the face of the old titans.
He bit his lips, feeling each second drag for an eternity in an endless mental torture that tested the limits of his resilience.
Yet, he controlled himself despite the fear, anguish, and panic.
Through his trembling pupils, he observed the Kraken's tentacles tense around the city's barrier, and its colossal eyes release a sea of mana.
Then, his soul almost crumbled when the mythical magus-level creature turned to them.
Its beak opened, rage making the movement deliberate and adding to the terror they felt before the water trembled as its abyssal voice echoed.