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 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.
Threefold Proposition
Elaris' pupils constricted after hearing the archmage's response. Hurriedly, he pleaded again, using sound arguments to move her. "The citadel's firepower is of the arcanist tier. Nothing above the adept rank can go unmonitored!" He said, his left hand resting on his chest and his right clutched tightly.
"Your mythical artefact is above the fifth tier, too. Unless you use it, we won't mind it as we won't mind the flying bastion as long as it doesn't open fire," replied Vivian, impatiently tapping her foot against the exquisite marble floor in annoyance.
"But the threat still exists! If you wait for it to attack, you'll only find smoking rubbles and pools for melted bodies!" The elf king said, his convincing voice reflecting his dismay. 'Why is she unwilling to dispose of the floating island before it is too late,' he thought, failing to understand the rule's logic. However, the ruler of the sky's answer wasn't what he hoped to hear.