So, what do we have here? Fifty-four years of experience inside the body of a seventeen-year-old aristocrat, a gift that reveals the true potential of any person, and a one-way ticket to an academy where they send those whom the empire has decided to forget.
My father is sure he has rid the family of its disgrace. Sure, sure.
These “hopeless” aren’t weak—they’ve simply never been taught properly. And I’ve spent half my life training mediocrities up to the level of champions, seeing in each of them what no one else can see. Including themselves.
So, thanks, Dad. You’ve just handed me an entire academy full of hungry and furious teenagers who have absolutely nothing to lose. Now let’s see what comes of it.