I died with her voice in my code—and woke up with nothing.
No power. No past. No name worth keeping.
Just a child’s body in a world where men obey, and women command breath, blood, and flame.
The House of Anara runs the monastery that reshaped me. They think I’m quiet. Useful. Harmless.
But I’ve begun to see the gaps in their structure.
I have an eye for patterns.
A mind built for systems.
And more than anything—
I have memory.
I have theory.
I don’t write to pass time. I write because there’s something in me that refuses to stay buried. I’ll give you at least two chapters a day—even when I’m tired, even when I’m broken. And in return? You show up. You read, you comment, you remind me I’m not screaming into the void. If this story wrecks you, say so. If you love a line, quote it. If you hate a character, curse them in my name. I’m building something bigger than a webnovel. I’m building a world. You in?
enthralled by this book. always loved SciFi thrillers and getting to read something infused with reincarnation and AI? i'm seated and cannot wait to see how this story turns out.