In an empire forged by blood and strategy, Constantine is reborn—a mind from another world in the body of Rome’s most ruthless emperor. Haunted by ancient secrets and armed with knowledge centuries ahead of his time, he will stop at nothing to remake the world in his image.

From the burning streets of Rome to the rising towers of Constantinople, Constantine’s ambitions grow with every conquest: new machines thunder to life, old gods stir beneath the stones, and magic awakens in the shadows. Enemies plot, lovers tempt, and empires rise and fall as the rules of reality itself begin to change.

In a world where one man dares to rewrite fate, who will rule when dawn breaks over a new Rome?

Constantine rose before moonset, as the stars drained from the sky and the embers of a dying camp flickered behind him. He mounted with silent efficiency, feeling the weight of the night-its silence, its anticipation-settle into his bones. By now the old army camp in front of Verona was a ruse: a ring of watchfires, a handful of tents, Legate Sabinus overseeing the illusion of a besieging force. The true column-forty thousand men, every cohort drilled and readied-uncoiled eastward like a blade drawn from its scabbard. Constantine's own horse moved in silence, hooves muffled by leather, the air thick with the musk of wet earth and nervous breath.


Chapter 35 - The Breaking of Verona