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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 · Fantaisie
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The Third Trial: Desperate Measures

As the last scene dissolved into her memories and dissipated, Misha's eyes cracked open with a lacklustre glow. Warm tears gushed from her eyes as she collapsed on her hands.

"AHHHHHH."

Desperation-filled wails echoed in the entire floor as the weight of her past settled in. A chaotic mess of regret, sadness, and guilt assaulted her mind and gripped her heart painfully. Yet, Ignatius wasn't done tormenting her.

"I almost forgot a detail, my beloved Misha." He started with an affectionate tone before accentuating each following word, "The chimaera you were locked with..." His smile widened, and his eyes became two crescents as he relished revealing the truth.

"Was based on. Your. Horse. Hahaha. I almost choked while you devored it excitedly. Tsk, when I imagine it never wounded you for the past twenty-eight years, but at the slightest chance, you devored your friend. Bahahaha. I can't stop laughing."