When King Gray dies, his soul, stained with regrets and loneliness, was broken enough to fracture upon transfer to the World of Tbate, but his memories and knowledge of his past life are passed on to a baby with blue eyes and red hair, but not to the point of transforming him into a King or a monster without correction, nor to the point of making him wonder where the memories came from.

What if Dicathen had Goodsky's predicted 15 years of preparation? What if Arthur had over a decade to train in Epheotus instead of just a few years? ~~~ "Is that..." Bairon mumbled, focused on the same scene as Varay. "The Etistin Bay?" She finished, eyes glued to the enormous body of water massing behind Arthur Leywin. He was slowly rising in the air, water swirled behind him---plentiful enough to decimate the city in its entirety. "Yeah...yeah it is." ~~~ NOTE, I do not own the rights to TBATE or any of the characters present.

Will Arthur Leywin be able to protect what is important to him?

Who knew the Relictombs would have something like that stored away behind some text? Slipping on a rock was all it took for Arthur to be separated from his aetheric companion and ascension partner, and be sent back in time. Will Arthur be able to correct his past mistakes, or will he be doomed to repeat them...?

"Every decision I make could send out ripples that would topple continents or end timelines. I'd seen it over and over again through Fate" -Arthur Leywin What if one such decision to reveal a certain 'Truth' leads to a outcome beyond one imagined? Author's Note : "The Beginning After The End" is written by TurtleMe and every character besides the OC ones belongs to him aswell. This story is a complete fanfiction that is based off the beginning after the end novel.

Arthur x Alea is back, kings. I do not own "The Beginning After the End,"

What if King Grey married after he became tyrant. And reincarnated as a Arthur leywin

Prefacio del General (Entrada del Diario de Arthur Leywin) Zestier, año 155 de la Tercera Era. Una prueba. Un error. Eso fue todo lo que se necesitó para quebrar el orden natural. En Roma, un fallo en el campo de batalla era trágico; en el Senado, catastrófico. Pero ¿qué ocurre cuando quien yerra no es un hombre, sino un dios? Un ser supremo, curioso y ciego a las consecuencias, decidió jugar. Jugar conmigo. Y como resultado, arrastró mi alma desde el mundo que había conquistado hasta otro que apenas comenzaba a comprender. Él lo llamó experimento. Yo lo llamo traición. Porque su error no fue menor. Fue absoluto. Fatal. Al traerme aquí, rompió cadenas que nunca debieron soltarse. Su fallo alteró el ritmo del destino. ¡Y ahora mírame! Un niño. Un padre. Un general sin legiones. Un Archon entre magos. Un romano que ha tenido que volver a vivir. No me quejo de la vida que llevo. Mis nuevos lazos son fuertes, a veces más de lo que yo mismo puedo resistir. Amo. Lucho. Enseño. Pero también dudo. ¿Fui traído por capricho... o por necesidad? ¿Y qué queda de Escipión cuando el mundo ya no es Roma? Esta entrada no es un lamento. Es un intento de memoria. Un legado. Si he de caer, que al menos quede mi voz. Que quien lea estas palabras entienda que todo lo que hice, lo hice por un motivo. Mi nombre es Arthur Leywin. Fui general de Roma, vencedor de Zama, de Magnesia... y ahora soy algo más. Soy un hombre cansado. Pero también soy el principio de un error que cambió el mundo. Y esta es mi historia.

"Art, promise me one thing. Do not let your grandfather control you. Live a life without regrets and protect your sister no matter what happens. " What if Arthur is the older son of Sylvia? How would that change the flow of the story? Will Arthur be able to keep his mother's promise? This is my second story. Please check the other one if you still haven't. Again the story is not owned by me. This is merely a fan fiction from the novel The beginning after the end by TurtleMe