Zensa

After being betrayed and executed by his most trusted general, Emperor Ezra  awakens ten years in the past—inside the prison where his downfall began.

Armed with memories of betrayal and a mysterious system granting him power,  Ezra refuses to be a victim again. This time, he won’t beg for mercy. He will rewrite history.

Escaping the dungeon is just the first step. To reclaim his throne, Ezra must outmaneuver old enemies, recruit new allies, and crush the traitors before they strike.

But as he grows stronger, he realizes something terrifying—he wasn’t the only one who regressed.

The Emperor Return

Velthora was bigger than I remembered. The towering buildings, the scent of freshly baked bread mixed with iron and sweat, the constant hum of voices—it was overwhelming.

Damon nudged me. "You look like a lost farm boy."

I shot him a glare. "I lived in a city before."

I opened my mouth. Stopped. My memories were still piecing themselves together, but one thing was clear—Aster's Hollow was gone.

I shook my head. "Doesn't matter. Let's find an inn first."

We moved through the crowded streets, my eyes scanning over the people around us. My Appraisal skill activated instinctively.

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It was strange, seeing people's names and abilities just by glancing at them. Some were ordinary, but others…

I stopped. A hooded figure passed by, his information completely blocked.

Damon noticed my reaction. "Something wrong?"

I clenched my fists. "No. Let's keep moving."

The inn we found wasn't luxurious, but it was decent. Damon dropped onto his bed with a sigh. "Finally. A real bed."

I didn't respond. My mind was elsewhere.

There were others here—people with blocked information. That meant only one thing.

I wasn't the only one with a system.