Frona_Gorgophone

In this world, human are in peril. 72 Obelisks suddenly appeared out of nowhere, infecting the world with Monsters. Amongst this chaos, people look for hope.

A man named Basil Pacifer is the humanity's hope. He is the strongest Mage alive at that point. Sadly, he believes in no man, and he always moves alone.

...

Basil observes the unfolding scene bitterly. He is aware of his impending doom, however he has no grudge. He has lived long enough to achieve things people can only dream about. 

Looking back to his past, he realized his life is nothing more than a sad story.

Closing his eyes, he accepted his end — or so he thought.

...

"Look at me! What do you see?"

"Regrets."

"Don't you want to undo it?"

"Tell me what the offer is."

Thus, Basil Pacifer returned to the past, being his younger self once again. Of course, he returned back with something.

...

[Ding!]

[Guide to Omniscience is successfully merged with The Chosen One]

[Analyzing The Chosen One's mental capability...]

[Analyzation Complete!]

[Result: The Chosen One is retarded]

[Initiate Brain Configuration!]

No matter how useless the golden finger he received seems, he will reach a higher height than his last life. This time, he will completely erase any regrets he has!

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Disclaimer:
I'm too broke to make my own Cover. Therefore, I'm borrowing the masterpiece of AnatoFinnstark from DeviantArt (title: The Cold of Eternity).

The Lord Is Too Overbearing

Basil wasn't merely running away to a random place. He was heading somewhere. The place he was heading was none other than Philosopher Alchemy Store. 


He had used up all the hundred gold he had obtained that day on his journey. Therefore, he was planning on replenishing his money.


He was running swiftly, jumping from roof to roof. He didn't bother to take the normal way. He was no more a normal person—not in the wrong way. 


After some roof jumpings later, he finally reached his destination, but it wasn't the alchemy store; it was a secluded place near the slum area of Woster Region. He then gazed in front of him calmly while tapping his foot rhythmically.


He muttered lowly, while facing his hand behind. Bullets like fire were quickly shot out of his hand, and the target was the direction behind him. The fire bullets spread themselves then hit the walls, leaving a scorch on them.


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