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!

The streets leading to the Martial Sanctuary had quieted under the veil of twilight. Lanterns hung on ornate poles cast flickering golden light across the ancient stone path, illuminating the enormous silhouette that dominated the far end of the district.

It stood like a forgotten temple from a myth, carved with ancient runes and dragon-like beasts coiled around its structure. The towering gate resembled the entrance to an otherworldly shrine, crowned with the symbol of Taichi carved into a weathered wooden board at the top like a sign of the balance between chaos and order.

A low fog coiled near the ground, adding to the surreal aura that hung around the Dungeon like a shroud of mystery.

Igaris and Shirley approached with their hoods drawn low, blending into the small crowd of other Divers gathering near the entrance.

Martial Sanctuary!