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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

"What are you doing?!" Eugene exclaimed incredulously at Basil.


Basil didn't give him any response, other than activating his Magic Circles.


His three Magic Circles shone intensely, and the surrounding area was quickly overwhelmed by Mana.


"Tsk! This lad has lost his sense!" Eugene couldn't help but cursing inwardly.


The Battle would be life and death. Either he would lose his life, or he would kill Basil. Those were the only outcome. Not even the Magic Institute's countless of Runes could intervene their battle inside this accursed dome.


Four Magic Circles floated behind his back. Three of them were Grand Circle, while the last one was a Major Circle. Needless to say, Eugene was a rare talent amongst commoners.


"You have made a wrong decision, Basil Pacifer! Today will be your last day!" Eugene extended his hand, and a Grimoire appeared.


They Choose Their Path, He Creates His Path (End)