Ashes of the Reborn King

BLURB / DESCRIPTION "You think dying once made you weak?" The old examiner leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "No, boy. It made you dangerous. Because you already know what it feels like to lose everything. And that makes you the most terrifying thing in this academy." Zane said nothing. He just looked down at his cracked, blackened hands and smiled. "You have no idea," he whispered. Zane Ardell was twenty-nine when he died. He was the greatest warrior his kingdom had ever produced. The youngest general. The man who won seven wars and lost only one thing: himself. He died alone, in a cold throne room, betrayed by the very people he bled for. And then he woke up. Not in heaven. Not in darkness. In a body that was six years old, in a world where magic is real and power is everything. In a world where the academy called Ironspire determines who lives like a king and who dies like a dog. Zane has the mind of a general, the soul of a king, and a body that everyone thinks is trash. They will laugh at him. They will humiliate him. They will come for him. Let them. He has already died once. He is not afraid to make them wish they had.