Emperor of the Borderlands

"Honor is the true measure of a man." On this principle, I built a powerful empire, united disparate lands, and destroyed the greatest threat to our world. I died as a true warrior should: in battle. But instead of being granted a well-earned rest, I awoke on the border of a foreign kingdom, in the body of a noble-born outcast—with a noose around my neck.

"Power is given to those who are willing to accept responsibility." My village expands, my men master martial arts, and my magic grows ever stronger. But my enemies are also hard at work—an interrogator spreading false accusations, a monster hunting down the innocent, and a highborn countess who wants my head.

"All tricks and games amount to nothing in the face of absolute power." This is the principle I live by, cutting ties where others would start scandals. My village has become a bastion of strength, attracting allies and enemies alike. The daughter of my enemy seeks my protection. Spies of powerful families dig for my secrets.