
by Gari
Leiman died because of a cigarette. One moment, he was a tired thirty-nine-year-old man thinking about work, rent, and the next smoke. The next, he stood before Nashara, the radiant Goddess of Mercy, who offered him a second life. A noble family. A young body made for the sword. Eyes that could read the hidden threads of danger. And a third blessing he was not allowed to remember. Reborn as Leiman Valemont, youngest son of a powerful count, he awakens in a world of magic, noble academies, sword rites, divine contracts, and beautiful lies. At first, it feels like mercy. A loving family. A prestigious school. Friends worth protecting. A future worth believing in. Then tragedy strikes. And Leiman wakes up three days before it happens. Convinced that Nashara is guiding him, he tries to save everyone. Again and again. But every kind choice leads to ruin, while every selfish decision brings him closer to victory. Only the reader knows the truth. Nashara is not saving him. She is watching him break.
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