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In his old world, Aiden Ferith was a peerless war hero—feared by nations, revered by millions. Through years of brutal cultivation, he reached heights others only dreamed of. But glory turned to ash when his most trusted disciple drove a blade through his heart, shattering his empire and his soul.

That should have been the end.

But fate had other plans.

Reborn in a world ruled by magic, where mages manipulate elements and battle with dazzling spells, Aiden awakens in the body of a seemingly average boy named Logan Smith. Here, cultivation is unheard of—dismissed as a myth, or worse, a joke.

But what they don’t understand will be their undoing.

Armed with ancient cultivation techniques that bypass the limitations of magic, Logan begins to carve a path that defies the laws of this new realm. Stronger, faster, and more resilient than any mage, he’s not here to play by their rules.

He’s here to break them.

Betrayed once.
Stripped of everything.
This time, he’s not fighting for a kingdom—He’s here to live life on his own terms—
to protect those he loves, and finally, to live for himself.

REINCARNATION OF THE STRONGEST WAR HERO

Two figures stood across from each other on the cracked stage of battle.

Lilith Starwind and Zephyr Albrecht.

Lilith's hair was disheveled. And the corner of her lips were stained with blood. Her clothes were torn in places, and the prolonged fight had dimmed some of her elegance. Yet none of it mattered—her eyes still blazed with spirit.

But her strength and mana remained intact.

Across from her stood Zephyr, gripping his greatsword with both hands. There were no open wounds, but bruises marred his body, and signs of internal damage were evident in his heavy breath. His mana reserves had thinned to near nothing, and even the sword in his grip felt like a slab of iron.

But the crowd was totally different. Shouts and cheers filled the arena—roaring voices, each vouching for their favorite. Some chanted for Lilith. Others cried Zephyr's name.

But not everyone wore joy on their face.

BENEATH THE VICTORY