"In truth, that is already a mory from long ago.
By the ti I leave behind this record, I have already experienced more than twenty-five years of ti loops.
This loop will not stop. It will always return to May 19th of the year 3212 in the Azure Calendar, resetting toward an even more distant past.
At present, I must endure twenty-five years of cycles before the tiline shifts back by another single day.
Perhaps this reset will continue endlessly, repeating without cease—until I return to infancy, until the very day I was born.
But it is worth ntioning that I am already one hundred and seventy-two years old.
If this continues, I should need to experience 5,399,166 years before I return to the day of my birth.
And to arrive at my current age, I have already endured over one hundred thousand years.
It makes sigh.
Countless people in this world seek immortality.
Yet immortality... is unbearably tedious.
If I were older still, would this not be another form of immortality?
But back to the point.
Within this endless loop of ti, I have made countless attempts. I have even tried to end this exhausting, monotonous cycle through death.
But...
The truth is, it doesn’t work.
Even in death, my consciousness does not vanish—it rely falls silent. I can clearly feel my awareness persisting, yet I can do nothing, accomplish nothing, trapped within an endless void as I wait for the next reset to arrive.
I have also tried making different choices in each iteration of ti.
But in reality, it is aningless.
When the next reset cos, everything I have done disappears, dissolving without a trace.
For soone like , effort itself is futile.
And yet, in receiving this curse, I am also... fortunate.
After all, I have lived far longer than ordinary people. I have seen more of this world than most could ever imagine.
Perhaps I have even lived longer than so of the legendary Level 9 ascended classes.
What others seek—immortality, eternal life—I have already obtained.
In fact, within the limited span of twenty-five years, I can steadily grow from a Level 6 Summoner into a Level 8 Summoner. These hundreds of thousands of years have granted more than enough experience.
And yet...
All of it feels aningless.
Even if I reach Level 8, even if I beco a prodigy in the eyes of others, no matter what I accomplish—
The ending is always the sa.
When I reach the ’end’ of ti, everything resets.
Nothing can be changed.
My existence itself creates no difference.
Perhaps... this is the true price of the curse.
It grants a lifespan approaching immortality. Even if I reset to before my birth, it may not stop—it may continue to grant one hundred and seventy-two years of life, again and again, perhaps even more.
I do not know whether this record will ever be seen by anyone.
Because this is rely sothing I left behind in one iteration of the reset.
Logically, it should disappear when the next reset occurs—just as if it had never existed in this world.
And yet... I still wish to leave sothing behind.
Perhaps it can serve as proof that I once existed here.
Though, whoever reads this is most likely soone trapped in the sa temporal loop as I am—soone whose spaceti is endlessly resetting."
—
After reading the record, Kanzaki Rei felt a chill pierce deep into his mind.
If ti truly reset every cycle, then this record should not exist.
Which ant—
There was a real possibility that he was trapped within the sa loop as the writer.
But...
Judging from the condition of the ancient text in his hands, this book was clearly not sothing from the present era.
It carried thousands of years of history.
Moreover, the writer had used an ancient calendar—the Azure Calendar.
They had also claid this was their twenty-fifth year of looping...
There was another possibility.
That the actions taken during each reset did not truly vanish—that so of their effects remained, permanently etched into reality.
Mm.
Those were the two more optimistic explanations Kanzaki Rei could co up with.
There was, however, a third possibility—
A far worse one.
That each reset created a completely independent spaceti.
A fully realized world.
And that Kanzaki Rei himself was currently living in one of those worlds that existed after the other person’s reset.
Even if that person was no longer here—even if they were completely disconnected from this era—
This tiline still remained.
Likewise, everything they had once done in ancient tis... all of their actions and influences... would still persist.
And from that, an even more terrifying possibility erged—
That the "real world" Kanzaki Rei inhabited might itself be nothing more than one of countless simulated possibilities created by soone else.
...That thought alone was unsettling.
Even so, he still hadn’t found a way to escape this abnormal spaceti.
Even death couldn’t free him?
Then—
What about reincarnation?
Kanzaki Rei slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, he was already within the spaceti of [Future Simulation].
At this mont, he stood within a silent valley.
On the soil of a vast plain.
The tiline he had simulated—
Was the very day he would reset.
May 18th.
Within this strange resetting spaceti, simulation felt no different from normal conditions.
Yet knowing the nature of the world he was in made everything feel subtly... off.
"...Mm."
"This should be the worst-case option."
If he died within Future Simulation, instead of exiting the simulation—
He would enter reincarnation.
This was the result of one of his prior tests.
If he died without triggering reincarnation, then the outco would be a normal exit from the simulation.
Kanzaki Rei placed a hand over his chest.
Even killing himself was no simple task now.
Even if his neck were severed, even if his body were reduced to fragnts—even if only a single drop of blood or a particle of flesh remained—
With [God-Tier · Absolute Battle Body], he could regenerate completely.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how powerful one’s regeneration was, being reduced to that state would an death.
But Absolute Battle Body inherently allowed the body to reconstitute itself after death.
So even if Kanzaki Rei died—
He would still resurrect.
"...Ending myself, huh..."
Kanzaki Rei cald his mind.
He completely sealed away all regenerative effects on his body, including the Absolute Battle Body talent.
—Slash.
His head fell to the ground.
As Kanzaki Rei watched his own body still standing before him, he felt neither pain nor sorrow.
Let see...
What happens next.
—
When light returned to his vision—
He saw a joyful woman holding him in her arms.
"Congratulations, madam! It’s a boy!"
"Our Dedas family finally has an heir! As the eldest son, the master will surely raise him into an outstanding successor!"
So... it really is reincarnation.
Reborn as an infant.
All of his previous classes had vanished.
Of course, his talents had disappeared along with the reincarnation...
In this situation, if he were to choose a class again—
Would he still obtain a God-Tier talent?
Even as a newborn, Kanzaki Rei’s mind continued to think.
But even slight thought made his mind feel sluggish and muddled, like it was sinking into paste.
It seed that, as a newborn, his ntal strength was simply too weak.
...Forget it.
Kanzaki Rei had only intended to test whether reincarnation could escape the curse of ti.
If it worked—
Then this could serve as a thod to forcibly break free from the endlessly resetting spaceti.
Although...
The price would be rather steep.
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