"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.
His soul throbbed as Julius' accusatory tone crashed over him with the force of a tidal wave... because the boy was correct.
What was he doing with the person he had hated for many years? Even after his death, Gaston's shadow loomed over him for months before he drew a new page. Yet, here he was, standing in the same room after he had revived him with his own two hands.
'Did I make the right choice?'
A surge of doubts jolted his frame as he bit his lips.
He genuinely didn't know.
The world exhibited so many vibrant colors, but ironically, they divided people between black and white. What if Gaston truly believed in this stupid deck and his desire to make this alliance work was genuine? He couldn't discard him because of mere doubts. Gaston had one chance to prove himself, and he hoped with every fiber of his soul he would embrace it.
He massaged his temples, enduring Julius' furious gaze, and exhaling powerfully.