Title: The Revenant's Crown
Genre: Fantasy, Action, Reincarnation, Revenge
Synopsis:
After being betrayed by his closest allies and executed as a tyrant king, Leonhart von Ragnis awakens in the body of a young nobleman—100 years after his death. With memories of his past life intact and a burning desire for vengeance, he navigates a world that has long forgotten his name. However, he soon discovers that the empire he once ruled is now a mere shadow of its former glory, corrupted by weak rulers and manipulative nobles. Determined to reclaim his legacy, Leonhart embarks on a journey to uncover the truth behind his betrayal, gather powerful allies, and seize the throne once more. But as he delves deeper, he realizes that a darker force had orchestrated his downfall and now threatens the very existence of the world itself.
Main Characters & Backstories:
Leonhart von Ragnis (MC): Once the feared and respected ruler of the Ragnis Empire, Leonhart was known for his iron-fisted rule and strategic brilliance. Though his reign brought an age of strength and expansion, his harsh methods earned him many enemies. Betrayed by his closest advisors and executed under the guise of justice, he now awakens in the frail body of a young noble, Damian Everhart. Struggling between his desire for revenge and the lessons of his past, he must decide what kind of ruler he wishes to become.
Seraphina Eldrienne: Born into a fallen noble house, Seraphina was sold into servitude due to her family's disgrace. She later discovered her extraordinary talent for magic and was secretly trained by a rogue sect of mages. After years of suffering, she vowed to take back her family’s honor and uncover the forbidden magic hidden within the empire. Her fate becomes entwined with Leonhart’s when she recognizes a forgotten royal sigil that ties him to the past.
Darian Blackthorne: Once a promising knight in the royal guard, Darian idolized the great King Leonhart—until the empire crumbled and the king was slain. Disillusioned, he abandoned his oath and turned to the life of a mercenary, seeking battle as a way to drown his guilt. When he meets Leonhart in his new form, he is both skeptical and intrigued by the young noble’s strategic genius and eerie resemblance to the fallen king.
Eleanor Valmont: The current princess of the empire and one of its few competent rulers. She is known for her intelligence and unwavering resolve to restore the empire’s dignity. However, she harbors a deep secret—one that links her bloodline to Leonhart’s past. Torn between duty and personal curiosity, she must decide whether to align with Leonhart or oppose his rise.
The Veiled Sovereign: A shadowy figure who has influenced the empire from behind the scenes for centuries. The true orchestrator of Leonhart’s downfall, this entity manipulates history and rulers alike, ensuring that no one disrupts its grand design. As Leonhart digs deeper, he begins to understand that his execution was not just the work of traitors but part of a much larger scheme that still threatens the empire today.
Chapter 1: Awakening in a Dying Name
Darkness. That was the last thing Leonhart von Ragnis remembered. The scent of blood, the weight of steel piercing his chest, and the treacherous voices of those he had once trusted. His execution had been swift, but the betrayal had been slow—like poison seeping into his veins over years of false loyalty.
Then, suddenly, there was light.
A sharp gasp escaped his lips as he bolted upright, his lungs burning as though he had been drowning. He was not in the grand halls of his castle, nor the execution grounds where he had drawn his final breath. Instead, he found himself lying on a stiff, moth-eaten mattress in a dimly lit chamber, the scent of dust and decay filling the air.
His hands trembled as he reached up, fingers brushing against unfamiliar skin. His once battle-worn body was gone—replaced by something weak, frail. He staggered toward the cracked mirror in the corner of the room, and what he saw made his blood freeze.
The reflection was not his own.
Golden eyes, sharp but sunken from malnutrition, stared back at him. His face was younger, his build thin and untrained. His once-proud black hair had turned a shade of deep brown. This was not Leonhart von Ragnis. This was someone else.
“Damian Everhart,” a sudden voice called from outside the room, the tone laced with disdain. “You’d best not be lazing around. The master won’t tolerate another day of idleness.”
The name struck him like a blade. Damian Everhart? He clenched his fists, his mind racing. Had he been reincarnated? If so, why as a noble of a lesser house—a name he did not recognize from his time?
He turned away from the mirror, steadying his breath. Questions swirled in his mind, but one truth stood above all others.
Leonhart von Ragnis was dead.
But in this new body, in this fragile shell, he would rise again.
And this time, he would not fall so easily.
