Ashes of Life
The Weight of Eternity
Some men die and are forgotten. Others die and become legends.
But what of the man who dies and returns?
To the world, his death was a fleeting moment, another spectacle in an empire built on blood and fate. The crowds cheered. His betrayers reveled in their triumph. And the gods, ever silent, did nothing.
But he did not stay dead.
When Caelum Veyne opened his eyes once more, he found himself staring at a past that should have been lost—a world that had already condemned him. Yet, his hands were unchained. His body was whole. And in his mind, the weight of every wound, every betrayal, every death remained.
The world did not change. The same injustices ruled. The same hands that led him to execution reached for him once more. But this time, he would not die a fool. This time, he carried something more powerful than any blade, more dangerous than any noble's decree.
Memory.
And if the empire thought it could kill him again, it would soon learn:
A man who does not fear death is a man who cannot be controlled.
