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In an empire forged by blood and strategy, Constantine is reborn—a mind from another world in the body of Rome’s most ruthless emperor. Haunted by ancient secrets and armed with knowledge centuries ahead of his time, he will stop at nothing to remake the world in his image.

From the burning streets of Rome to the rising towers of Constantinople, Constantine’s ambitions grow with every conquest: new machines thunder to life, old gods stir beneath the stones, and magic awakens in the shadows. Enemies plot, lovers tempt, and empires rise and fall as the rules of reality itself begin to change.

In a world where one man dares to rewrite fate, who will rule when dawn breaks over a new Rome?

Dawn of a New Rome

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<p>Constantine led his men through the winding corridors beneath the earth, moving deeper into a darkness untouched by sun or moon. The torches cast long, shifting shadows over walls that bore symbols far older than Rome. Valerius walked at his side, his sword drawn but lowered, scanning each alcove for threats. Marcus stayed close behind, the torch in his hand burning steady, the light reflected in his eyes. Every sound was magnified-their steps, the quiet drip of water, the distant hum that seemed to vibrate in the stone itself.</p>

<p>They entered a broad chamber. The air was colder here, dense with a sense of anticipation. A dais of rough stone stood at the far end, and atop it, a single figure waited. His robe was the color of faded leaves, and his beard, thick and gray, reached to his chest. His eyes caught the torchlight, steady and unblinking, their gaze fixed on the intruders.</p>

The Heart of Silence