After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX
Clang! Clang!
The clanging sounds made by men with axes hitting the stones and the grunts from able-bodied barbarians lifting stones and taking them out of the cavern fell into a tall, white-haired man's ears.
His spectacles had changed into a monocle, and he stood there, his golden chest plate slightly covered by the black cloak over his body, watching the workers clear out the Ashbourne tomb.
They were reconstructing the tomb because, according to his lord, it was more than a tomb. It was a land of heritage.
Through Baron Flameheart, they had invited hundreds of sculptures and shown them the pictures of Ashbourne Lords.
Asher knew his talent would eventually evolve, and he would gain access to every Ashbourne Lord, those that were hidden monsters never mentioned in history, and much more.
House Ashbourne had existed for over 725 years, a staggering 225 before the end of the Abyssal War.