In the original story, she was a failure.

A once-promising talent who fell behind, forgotten by history.

So when I woke up in her body,

I refused to accept that ending.

I trained.

Relentlessly.

Through war. Through blood. Through ten years of survival and two more of obsession, I pushed myself beyond what the original ever achieved.

And when I finally returned to modern society,

I proved it.

An effortless S-rank.

A strength far beyond the past.

Everything should have gone perfectly.

Except for one problem.

“Master, I finally found you.”

A genius awakener stands before me,
calling herself my disciple.

I’ve never taught her.

I don’t even know her.

But she looks at me with absolute devotion.

And she’s not the only one.

A golden generation of prodigies begins to gather.
Old rivals reappear.
And somehow,

everyone seems convinced that I am the one who shaped them.

I only wanted to avoid becoming a has-been.

So why,

are the strongest people in the world obsessed with me?