Gagarmaru

In a realm beyond gods and mortals, where stars have fallen and the Akashic Record lies shattered, one being dares to defy the impossible.

Once revered as the Overlord, he now stands alone in the void, surrounded by the corpses of Celestial bodies itself. 

With nothing left but the memory of those he loved and lost, he makes a final decision. To sacrifice his very existence and cast his soul into the past, using the ancient and forbidden Wheel of Time.

But this rebirth comes at a cost.

His powers, his memories, even his name; everything will be stripped away.

And yet, he accepts this fate, for a chance to see them again.

To save them.

To live, not as a ruler or a god, but as someone who still remembers what it means to feel.

In a new world where magic thrives, powers awaken, and history has yet to collapse, a boy with no past begins his journey. 

Guided only by an unshakable will and the remnants of forgotten emotions, he walks a path full of conspiracies, ancient wars, and divine enemies determined to repeat the Collapse.

But the Overlord is no ordinary soul.

Even reborn, his presence alone warps destiny.

Can one soul change everything, even when the universe says it’s already too late?

Witness the tale of rebellion against fate, of eternal bonds that defy time, and of a man who chose to die… so the Universe could live again.

Re-Overlord: I Can Acquire Anything!

> "CODE RED! CODE RED! POSSIBLE INVASION. ESTIMATED ARRIVAL IN 8 MINUTES AND 30 SECONDS."

Inside the shiny white conference room located deep beneath the central dome of Capital Sigma (the heart of the Perfect Society), a dozen high-ranking officials had gathered.

The walls glowed with soft white-blue light, and the table in the center was a long slab of obsidian steel, untouched by time. At the head of the room stood a statue, silent and revered, of a man holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other.

The Father of Perfection: The Architect.

Every official entering bowed slightly toward the statue, offering a wordless prayer or acknowledgment.

Even now, long after his disappearance, his presence still lingered. His contribution and ideology etched into their minds like scripture.

The Bellow Of The War