isekai · reincarnation · magic system · sword and sorcery · overpowered · childhood friends · harem · anime · fantasy · self improvement
The first breath is a shock of cold, clean air. My vision swims, resolving not into an afterlife, but into the wooden frame of a crib and the soft, worried faces leaning over me. I am held securely against the warmth of Zenith Greyrat's chest. 'Our son is beautiful, darling...' she says, her voice thick with emotion. Beside her, Paul Greyrat watches, a swell of pride in his silent stance. Lilia the maid observes from a respectful distance, her expression gentle. The realization settles into my infant bones: I have died and been reborn. My past identity is discarded. I am Hunter Greyrat now, and this world of sorcery and blades is my new beginning.