When you have achieved everything you could, you become bored and begin to take risks, playing with fate. And then one day fate does not turn its face towards you at all. Such an unexpected, shameful death, but it’s your own fault, you played it out. But, as it turns out, you still don’t want to die, and with your last breath you launch a ritual that you had prepared a long time ago, just for such an occasion. And now you are in the body of a bastard of an old family, about whom all your relatives seem to not care at all. It’s just that your classmates don’t give a damn about your origins, and in the Empire itself something not very healthy is happening, but you have memory, knowledge and skills of a past life, which means you need to try to become who you were before, or someone very similar to him - then everyone will start to take you into account.