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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

The person's remark made the senior Pacifer's Servants who accompanied Basil widen their eyes. It wasn't because they couldn't believe they could find the Pacifers living unharmed behind the Barrier, nor was it because the beautiful woman was a Maha Dmitra. It was where her eyes landed. Instead of looking at Basil, she was looking at Iliana.


"Ah! You have found the Fated Child," the woman remarked in surprise as she turned to Basil.


She scurried over to Basil and then held his hand. The woman had a very strong resemblance to his mother. Saying they might be twins wouldn't be an exaggeration. Basil didn't know his mother well but he was sure they crossed each other personality-wise.


Looking down at the woman holding his hand as if he was the saviour, Basil quirked an eyebrow. He was slightly unnerved by the stars he saw in the woman's eyes.


"My name is Margaret Pacifer. I am one of the Maha Dmitras taking care of the village."


Closer to One’s Root