Is dying repeatedly a blessing or a curse?
Enkrid’s lifelong dream of becoming a knight always seemed impossible. No talent. No special abilities. Just an ordinary man with an extraordinary amount of grit.
Then one day, he died.
And woke up at the beginning of that same day.
Now Enkrid is trapped in a time loop. Every death resets the day, but he retains every memory, every wound, every lesson learned. Unlimited chances to train, to fight, to fail, and to try again.
But this isn’t a power fantasy. Enkrid is painfully slow. What takes others one try takes him hundreds. He feels every death. He watches allies die. And the curse itself seems confident it will eventually break him.
Yet he refuses to stop.
Armed with nothing but stubborn determination and a growing collection of brutal experiences, Enkrid grinds his way toward knighthood one death at a time. Along the way, he attracts an unlikely squad of insane, powerful misfits who respect his relentless spirit even as they surpass him in every way.
In a world where knights are treated like living weapons of mass destruction, can an ordinary man with infinite retries ever become extraordinary?
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