Reborn from Shattered Bones, No Longer a Buddha

I was once the empire's brightest star, slaughtering countless lives in the name of 'justice,' only to become a stepping stone for my foster father's ascension to the throne. My meridians were severed, my eyes gouged out, and I was thrown into a mass grave to rot with corpses. They all thought I was dead. But the abyss taught me the true law—there is no good or evil in this world, only footnotes to power. I crawled back from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, not to prove who was right or wrong. I came to collect debts. Foster father, imperial brother, and all you mortals who once knelt to me, praised me, then trampled me—are you ready to repay what you owe, with interest?