"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 shiver ran down his spine as the icy fingers of dread wrapped around his heart, their freezing embrace tightening with every breath.
"Is someone messing with me?"
His voice echoed, calm on the surface but weighted with underlying tension. After everything he had been through, he had better control over his emotions, knowing when to flare up without repercussions or face the situation with solemness. And this one required his utmost focus.
He lingered for a moment, remembering his awakening in this world and his attempt to leave Alina's house. Then, he remembered his words. They were the same. However, when he pronounced them thirteen years ago, they came from instinctual suspicions. No. Perhaps he just wanted to find a culprit to blame for his bizarre situation...
Yet, the notes were evident proofs now that he remembered them. Since the first day, they had done nothing but taunt his mistakes, as if they were written to infuriate him.