Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his archrival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most!
But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs.


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Tyrant of the Ruined Sun

It was too obvious what they were thinking, yet I felt nothing, since I completely understood as I too held the same doubts they did. Maximillian was not Georgios or Marcus; he held no obvious flaws or weaknesses to exploit. He was a genius in offensive warfare and a master who perfected the ways of defensive warfare through centuries of experience. Even the monotonous and often times boring job of logistics, and the shameful but necessary times of retreat were trained into an artform by him.

Such was the monstrosity of Maximillian.

His only weaknesses, if you could even call them that, were his obsession with his game, and his unending pleasure by winning through ingenious strategies not brute force, despite him having the power to do so.

The Weight of His Name and Immediate Action