Rebirth System: Blood and Ash
Aric Valerian, the fourth prince of the Valerian Empire, bears many titles: The Forgotten Prince, The Whore's Child, The King's Bastard—names that have been spoken more than his own. Born with a crippling illness and devoid of mana or ki, Aric was a disgrace, scorned by his family and the court. But when the gods cured him and gifted him the strength to fight, Aric dared to hope. He sought glory in battle, only to be betrayed by his brother and sent to die in a hopeless war. In his final moments, as death closed in, a mysterious text appeared before him… [Would you like to change your fate?] After being given another chance, Aric embarks on a ruthless journey to claim absolute sovereignty. [Ki Circulation Mastered: Strength +10] [System Upgrade: Advanced tactical planning unlocked] [Hidden Fortress Established: Stronghold security +15%] The forgotten prince claws his way through the treacherous landscape of imperial politics, he is forced to make impossible choices, each decision pushing him further down a path soaked in blood. He learns that true power demands sacrifice, and the price of vengeance may be his soul. ------------------ This book contains dark themes and depictions. The mc is a ruthless cynic, and is closer to being a villain than he is a hero. Main themes: Politics, Kingdom building, strategy, war
To Alter
The cold, creeping numbness began to ebb, replaced by something unfamiliar—a pulse, a surge of warmth, but also chaos.
It was as though the world around him shifted and buckled. His senses sharpened, but not with clarity, but with something far more profound—something wrong.
The spear that had impaled him began to hiss, its structure trembling under an unseen force, and then, to Aszer's astonishment, it disintegrated into nothing but dust, falling away from Aric's broken body—but the king swiftly materialized another in his hands.
Aric's eyes snapped open.
The battlefield around him felt off, as if it existed as a memory alone.
His body, though torn and bloodied, flowed with what should have been an impossible energy—mana and ki, blending, swirling, converging in ways that defied all natural order.
He stood, power raging, bending with intensity.