silent_walker

To stop the poison from consuming the world, you have to consume the poison itself. 

First and foremost, do not be deceived by thinking he's barely the vessel of the Eye, and without the Eye, he's just another Guardian. 

Even before the Eye chose him, he showed what he was made of, and he was capable enough to uproot cancer. Unfortunately, the world never remembered that tale.

Elior lost everything in the last war, comrades, friends, and love. But he was granted a second chance to correct all his errors and embark on his path to stop Chaos again.

After regressing 12 years in the past, Elior started his journey from the Institute of Earth's Guardians again.

But this time he won't be the Messiah, the hope of the world, as his Godmother wanted. As he knows, the world does not need another Messiah, but a REAPER.

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Disclaimer: The Mc is naive in the beginning even though he's regressed, the reason behind all that was that he didn't have full access to his memory. So he acts like a teenager mostly, with high values and morals that he barely might be able to keep.
There's an issue with mc not ready to hit a woman, it's poorly done in the beginning chapters, there's bigger reason behind it in later parts.

The author doesn't own the cover.
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Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis

The cloud raged in lightning, and the wind rose swirling above. It was one of those days that civilians feared to even get out of their homes. The gathering clouds showed it would shower any time with a heavy shower and with the help of the mad wind, a storm was not far away.

Even though it was just afternoon, the path was vacant, with all the vehicles, trains, shops and everything else being stopped. The federation announced a curfew until the storm stopped, though there was no break for the guardians. This was one of the times when most of the chaos fiends got mad and attacked the rings.

A man wearing leather jerkins and breastplates stormed onto the vacant path. The wind did not stop him, nor the raging lightning or thunder that lit up the surrounding now and then. He was running for his life, his legs were almost numb as he was rushing away for half an hour, yet the foreboding feeling did not leave him.

Trap