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.
A Cursed Blade's Offer
As much as a wave of warmth spread around his chest, a bitter taste filled Julius' mouth. His brother's words were genuine. He remembered he had said something similar last year, too. Still, hearing from him that they wouldn't explore together because it would endanger him struck a chord.
'Did I become too weak to match you after your grand ritual?'
The thought struck him, forcing a sad sigh out of his lowered face.
But with a finger, Adam raised it, peering into his hazel eyes with a gentle smile.
"Without my puppet, you can beat me nine times out of ten. I'll only win by deceiving you once, so raise your head. You are the little brother I taught and trained for years!"
A spark ignited in his eyes. Then, he felt his brother's wooden hand meet his shoulder and saw him turn.
"Let's get you some tasty food to cheer you up."
Accompanied by his brother's hearty chuckles, they left the arena. Yet, he bit his lips, feeling terrible.