DD_TheDreamer

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son.
As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory.
Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support.
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After surveying the battlefield, Asher stepped into a narrow stone chamber, the clash of steel and war cries still echoing faintly outside. Behind him followed Count Alec, Ser Paul, and Ser Lambert—all bearing the marks of battle.

Inside, they found General Clegane leaning against an elevated stone slab, where the corpse of an immortal soldier lay motionless. A man in robes stood over the body, his weathered hands moving with practiced precision as he examined the remains. The smell of old herbs and tinctures clung to him—an apothecary, Asher deduced.

Asher's shadow fell across the corpse, but General Clegane didn't look up. His voice came low and heavy. "This is the first time we've killed an immortal and managed to retrieve the corpse."

"How many were slain?" Asher asked, his gaze fixed on the body, jaw clenched.

Alec stepped forward. "Six hundred."

Poison