Fate changer: this life i'm gonna marry the princess

On a desolate battlefield where the empire's capital once stood in glory, only rubble and scattered lifeless bodies remained. "You were a worthy opponent, but this was decided before you were even born." Astaroth, the Grand Demon Duke. A four-meter-tall being with long horns and black metal armor soaked in the blood of his now-defeated adversary. A young man, still lying on the ground, retained a modicum of dignity, looking at him with a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Yeah?" Despite his predicament, the young man seemed to find the situation somewhat amusing. The demon couldn't understand what was going through the young man's mind, but he continued his speech. "Everyone is born with an inevitable Fate, an invisible force that pushes you toward what is inevitably yours. The great witch Raiza, more than a thousand years ago, foretold the defeat of all human empires before the demonic realm, and today, here, the prophecy is fulfilled." "Prophecies?...What the hell are you talking about, exhibitionist? Just end this. If I had any strength left in my arms, I'd kill myself rather than listen to you. HAHAHAHAHAHA." Astaroth, irritated by his opponent's disrespect, snapped his fingers, and a small black flame appeared just centimeters from the young man's face. It slowly approached his face until the young man's skin was completely incinerated. --- --- --- Death. Luther imagined a pleasant eternal rest surrounded by warm darkness. But "LUTHER, WAKE UP!" Madame Teresa's voice. Luther couldn't believe she was also in hell. The kind old lady who ran the orphanage where he grew up had ended up in the same place as him, a murderer. 'WAIT' 'This is not hell.' And when Luther realized it, he had returned to the past. [Transmigration successful] [Host ready to receive Fate Changer System] [¡Congratulations!] "What the fuck?"