Aurora22

In a world where kingdoms rise and fall, a seasoned player unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the very game he once mastered—Caldera. However, his new life as a ruler comes with a crushing twist: severe debuffs and harsh restrictions on his talents make survival nearly impossible. Against overwhelming odds, he fights tooth and nail to carve out a legacy. Despite his brilliance in strategy and marvels in combat, failure becomes his ultimate fate.

But fate offers him another chance.

Reborn at the start of the game, now without the crippling debuffs and armed with all the knowledge, experience, and hard-won lessons of his previous life, he faces the world anew.

This novel is a bit fast-paced compared to current mainstream trends. It will delve into human nature and how far people are willing to go for meager profit. Most characters will be evil, and even the good ones only appear good because the actions they take align with their own interests, rather than being motivated by true goodness.

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Lord of Caldera

Bjorn King, Count Bill, and Count Ray nodded solemnly. Each of them commanded the most powerful factions in their respective regions.

Eldira, ostensibly Sylas's betrothed but essentially a proxy for the elven archduke Aratheon, chuckled softly, making sure Zichard heard her.

Zichard clenched his fists tightly—not out of anger, but to suppress the tears threatening to fall. Staying on the throne any longer would only prolong his humiliation.

"Fine! In that case, I shall abdicate the throne!"

Tears streaming down his face, Zichard rose to his feet and shouted. Before anyone could summon him, Sylas stepped forward and knelt before the Emperor.

With trembling hands, Zichard removed the imperial crown and placed it on Sylas's head.

"The Empire… I leave it in your hands… please…"

"My crown, my power, everything that was mine!"

Chapter 379 The End