Augustine Mercenes was a man cursed by the universe itself.
No fame.
No respect.
Not even from animals.
The village cats ignored him like he didn't exist.
Horses threw him off before he could even sit.
Dogs barked at him as if he owed them money.
And pigeons? …They had signed a permanent lease on his head as their favorite restroom.
If misfortune had a human mascot, it was Augustine.
He had fought wars .
He had slain enemies .
He had shed blood for his kingdom.
And what did he get in return?
Nothing. Zero.
Not even a "thanks."
When people saw him in the streets, they didn't whisper "that's the great warrior Augustine."No. They whispered, "who?"
Then one day, life decided to stab him in the back.
Literally.A battle, a betrayal, and Augustine died like a background character.
But destiny wasn't done with him.
The gods, bored of their immortality, decided to play a little prank.
"Let's throw him back into the world," they said.
"Let's see if the man who can't even get respect from pigeons can fight destiny itself."
And so, Augustine Mercenes was reborn—not as a forgotten warrior, but as Lyriq Raveline, a boy in a peaceful kingdom that clapped for sword tricks like it was theater.
This time, things would be different.
This time, he would rise.
This time, he would carve his legend across history.
…Or so he thought.
Because waiting for him were:
Crazy tournaments,
Mysterious women whispering creepy prophecies,
And a cursed magazine that shipped him with princesses he hadn't even spoken to.
From a man no cat respected…
To a boy destined to challenge the gods themselves.
This was the rebirth of Augustine Mercenes.This was the rise of Lyriq Raveline