"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.
After such a long and tense fight, Adam noticed something was wrong with Gaston's eyes. Like an overlord, nothing entering his vision could reach him. However, he wasn't without options... and sometimes the simplest were the most efficient.
Hit from a blind spot or render him unable to protect himself!
After bringing his nemesis to the ground, he climbed on him, pushing his crystalline spear's shaft on his neck to keep him in place.
"Let's see how you protect yourself now. Haha."
His eyes exuded a bottomless spiral of madness as he laughed, encased in the shimmering aura of the light ward. Victory was finally within his grasp... revenge, too.
'Not good!'
Meanwhile, Gaston's mind churned. He had to free himself but already felt his strength diminish, absorbed out of his spectral form against his will by the hateful spear.
His frame shook as he gritted his teeth. He made a choice. One he never thought he would be obliged to make.