book-bomb

He died. Simple enough.What wasn''''t simple: the moment his soul crossed into another dimension, something ancient and fundamental broke. The balance of an entire world — shattered. By him. Before he even opened his eyes.He woke up as the director of a failing magic academy. No power. No reputation. No explanation for why the cosmos decided he was worth destroying itself over.But he did wake up with something else: a System that lets him create clones of himself.I am them. But they are not me.The question isn''''t what he''''ll do with that power. The question is what that power will do to him.