Overlord: Still Breathing

In the world of Overlord—where power and strength are regarded as the measure of truth—there are those who are crushed by the wheel of fate not because they are weak, but because they were deluded about their own abilities. Once, he was merely an ambitious third-rate noble. And it was that ambition—so completely at odds with who he truly was—that drove him onto a path of despair. He did not die. Death was a luxury he was never granted. During the long days of captivity, drifting between delirium brought on by pain and rare moments of clarity, he came to understand something that should have been obvious from the very beginning: this world does not operate according to what he once believed. Through an event he cannot explain, he was granted life once more. Is this the beginning of growth—or merely the prelude to an even darker end awaiting him? This is not a story about a hero rising. Nor is it a tale of noble tragedy. It is simply the story of a man who was once foolish, who finally recognized his limits—and chose to adapt.