Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his archrival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most!
But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs.


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The lone figure, though still far for them to easily perceive with their mortal eyes, was clearly wearing forest green plate armour with bronze accents, he was also obviously bald, with a massive golden ivory hammer slung upon his shoulder, and his skin seemed to be a frightening night black; but what truly caught their eyes was the sheer size of his unbelievable stature. The man was simply a giant, so much so that many even doubted if their eyes, in collusion with the sun's blinding beams, had begun to deceive them, for how could a man so large exist. But they were relieved that he at least wasn't one of the unbeatable monsters they'd just thought of, such as Abraham, Isaac, or the Gods forbid Hekan himself.


Chapter 123 - Masterful Use of Hope