The world ended in silence.
No screams, no explosions. Only a suffocating silver radiance swallowing the last fortress as Kael Ardyn stood blood-soaked among the ruins. His shattered sword trembled in his grip. His chest burned. He knew this ending too well.
"Again… I failed."
He lifted the regression crystal—cracked, dim, barely holding integrity. He poured the last of his mana inside.
Nothing.
A voice boomed—not from the crystal, but the universe itself.
[Regression Activation: FAILED]
[Warning: Timeline instability detected.]
[All regressions have exceeded safe cosmic limits.]
"…What?"
Kael had regressed hundreds of times. The spell never failed.
Then came the announcement that froze him.
[Universal Notice: The Final Timeline has begun.]
[Only one regressor may shape the last reality.]
His breath stopped.
There were… others?
He was not alone all these years?
A surge of golden-blue energy erupted, wrapping him in painful brilliance.
[Rewind God System Initialized]
Knowledge tore into him—memories of regressors he had never met. Assassins, heroes, tyrants—each had been resetting time for their own perfect world.
He wasn't humanity's last hope.
He was just one of many.
The world collapsed into blinding white—
—and he opened his eyes in a classroom.
Seventeen again.
The chalkboard. The sunlight. The chatter of students.
A life he had long forgotten.
Kael breathed deeply.
He knew this wasn't mercy.
It was the final battlefield.
Just as he steadied himself, the door opened—and a boy entered.
Kael's system flared.
[Regressor Detected]
The boy met Kael's gaze.
And smiled coldly.