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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

It took Basil two days to integrate himself into the village. Knowing the ins and outs of the village could be done through the help of the Guide, but he didn't ask the Guide anything as he wanted to get to know his big family directly. The Pacifer clanswomen still found it boggling that the person they had been waiting for had come, but they no longer put him on a pedestal. At least, some of them no longer did.


Basil couldn't warm up to just anybody. He was naturally stoic and aloof. Given his demeanour, he always gave off the aura of absolute regality that would put any King to shame. This made many clanswomen feel unworthy whenever they interacted with him. Some wouldn't even hesitate to kiss the ground before him, which never ceased to irk him.


The Maha Dmitras themselves had a profound respect for Basil. Even though they could joke around and laugh together with him, Basil could tell they still couldn't bring themselves to treat him as casually as Zina did.


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