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I Refused To Be Reincarnated

[WebNovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] ********************************************** "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. ********************************************** 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.

Adamus_Auguste · Fantasie
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The King's Fury

"MORGANE!" Roared Thorian Bellor, his eyes bloodshot after feeling his link with the girl break entirely. Yet, he wasn't done venting as he screeched again in frustration, "RAAH!"

Next to him, Gabriel Ashford's eyes widened in shock. They had been discussing signing a contract to import manufactured handbags from the Agnivana kingdom a minute ago when the king's sudden outburst distracted him.

'Did he go mad?' He thought, narrowing his eyes and gazing at the king's fluttering blonde hair and blue eyes. 'No. he's too young, so what compelled his anger?' He pondered, assuming someone must have contacted him through a spell initially. Then, he remembered the name.

'Morgane? The adopted princess with a rare affinity and incredible natural talent for magic?!' He exclaimed inwardly, wondering what transpired to her for the king to burst into rage.