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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 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. ********************************************** [WebNovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] 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 · Fantasy
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350 Chs

The Art of Alchemy

After an eventful night, the party officially welcomed its two new members around breakfast, unaware that Morgane's return had already reached Thorian's ears.

However, after the college issued wide-scale recruitment, offering enviable positions in the teachers' houses as alchemists prompted him to alter his plans. The effects already showed up as their potions and magic weapons productions severely diminished. Thus, despite his anger, he stayed his hand, waiting for the perfect opportunity to get rid of the girl without further endangering his nation's interests.

"Those two traitors joined the college," he muttered, seated on his golden throne, his voice echoing in the empty room. "Something is wrong," he added with a deep frown. He knew he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer when it came to wits and calculations. Yet, the situation's evolution was too bizarre to be ignored.