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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.

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Shadows of the Past

The icy realisation caused her body to shudder. Death stood before her, and the one who brought it to her doorstep was her own son. She had lived long enough amidst the corrupted nobles to know not to trust anyone. Not her father, not her cousins and even less a commoner.

Panic. A dreadful panic seized her thought process, shackling her logic and making her ignore Nathan's words.

Like a cat having its tail stepped on, she turned, rushed, and opened the cell. A light glinted as she drew a short dagger from her boot and placed it under Alina's jaw.

"If you move, she's dead!"

Her cracking voice echoed menacingly, yet her rapidly rising chest and ragged breathing broke her threatening image.

"Nathan, come here! I'll get us out!"