A person kneeled upon a hill, as if he was praying. Scars garnished all over his face and body. His obsolete armories and weapon seemed to be no longer fixable even under his best magic spell.

But the painful look on his face didn't came from all those injuries, not even the deadly prick of a spear in his chest.

The guiltiness did, the terrific sore that his heart dwelled upon.

Indecision had him losing countless things almost in every phase of his entire life.

He promised into his empty heart that he'd never have all his faults to happen ever again.

A piece sheeny divine diamond was at his handheld and he squeezed on it while taking a closer look to the awful view nearby; he smiled in exhaustion for the last time.

Every corpse at his surroundings started to get wrapped up by the rays of sun that was seemingly came from his hometown. A house that was so peculiar to its nearby ocean and the scent of salt and fish.

The strong will to return back home remained in the depth of his heart, to apologize for the disappointment he made towards his parents.

To the parents of his loved one for not being able to make any fine change of his deeds.

Despite the failures, opportunities for his will weren't there either.

He's about to restart this all over again and fix every single thing that has led him to this end.

"I'm sorry..... I......" his thoughts were getting slightly incoherent as consciousness started to vanish.

The sun managed to soar its light closer to the hill as if it was an hourglass telling him only a few tiny bit of time remaining.

With the very least of his power, the only thing dwelled in his mind was to fix everything.

The light began to embrace his whole face, the sun was seen patiently waiting for his final wish to be done.

Both his cold red eyes looked constantly vivid by the gentle, beautiful sun rays as fiery as the determination that flamed in his wide holed chest made by the deadly spears of opponents who died before him.

He stumbled, becoming one of the lied ones.

As he fell upon piles of dead bodies which he previously took lives from, the world started to turn backwards.

His soul flew above the air, the miraculous diamond has led him to nowhere as it granted his final wish.

He witnessed every previous moments before disaster, layers of magic circles he casted returned back to normal. Even armories and the weapon lost their obsolescences.

He stood still while the soldiers began walking backwards away from him to the east while the sun rotated against the clock and recoiled as universe seemingly swallowed it.

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His body got pulled as well, irregularly moved backwards to the sorrowful moment where he didn't manage to get a proper burial for his one and only woman

The rewind showed him that woman, again, her head landed back to the neck. Far before she got beheaded, the two smiled towards each other as happiness overwhelmed their hearts.

"Anna.....", he witnessed his other self whispering to the so called woman before their lips met.

He smiled in bitterness at it.

His lover was always surprising even up until now.

Spelling her name backwards and found nothing changed in it settled a little bit flame in his beatless heart.

That chaos triggered his guiltiness to extend, reminding him to faces of the people who were under respect over him whether they really were or not, covered in extreme fear knowing that staying on guard for no matter how hard in order to face him guaranteed nothing.

An obvious useless effort when gods themselves couldn't make any use of their hands.

His hatred towards the empire grew even worse alongside with his long time awareness of it.

The whole empire acknowledged the whole thing about him yet they managed to send countless warriors to go after him.

He thought anyone who had him loaded with sacks of golds to work for complex issue knew this well, none could actually stop him.

He was paid irrationally expensive due to his very powerful privilege for anyone he knotted partnership with.

His mind unruly wandered, neglecting where his body currently at as the miracle continued dragging him to fulfill his final wish about having the universe to get crooked in another better way.

He passed through everything in the opposite view.

He saw things changing through miraculous phases day by day.

Winter turned autumn, autumn to summer, and summer went spring.

Leaves were seen floating upwards to stick their selves back upon branches, there was no animal existed.

Death disappeared and things went to a world of numbness, an infinite space with no opposition towards immortality.

He saw through end of the world next to an actual magic which was the universe's true origin.

The gods spoked out ancient utterances in order to create the world in opposite ways and he reached to its end.

Gods haven't existed. Not even time.

There was only complete nothingness. None was created. Flawless emptiness resonated.

He got pulled back in forward motion, passing through everything he saw, settled him to float slowly to pass through a tunnel of darkness by no instance nor anything he ever encountered before.

The gods were seen appeared from the Mana concentrate which power was almost equal to the universe itself as they were born.

A serenade of ancient utterances was sung and the Mana floated as an only one in the constant numb universe, entangled both aspects to shift permanent forms under the orders of gods as numbers of god slightly increased.

He saw the planets placed in a proper array, the universe's very first star was created.

Everything was happening so slow, first actual phase of life appeared alongside the strong will of the gods.

Things came from the very tiny size of living aspects which was almost unable to see, getting bigger time to time along with the Mana they stored inside their bodies.

His sight caught up seasons changing normally, passed one another in faster motions.

First living creature ever appeared to be stepping on the ground, having a pair of hands to reach any fruit growing from tree branches. It was as if the huge trees tried to cover the ground with their leaves while the branches were on effort to stake their peaks towards skyhigh.

A weakling delicate baby deer was born right in front of his eyes, encouraging his heart to protect the baby that has managed to stand with its all four feet.

Everything, not a single thing was missed, he enjoyed it in a period in which he felt that limit did not exist.

He tried his best not to forget what he aimed for in this world before.

He immediately stopped.

Regardless of why and how, he finally stopped.

He was no longer floating in an infinite space of hollow but a dazzling shiny place, got him completely blind just like the vacuous darkness before.

Something binded within his soul, emendated his magical energy and made it properly controlled through fine arranged leaps.

Blindness clasped his view, his weak hearing sense appeared in exchange all of sudden despite it functioned only a bit better than his sight, causing him to befriended with only absolute silence.

He waited patiently as his memories escape him.