Published: January 24, 2026
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Looking out the window of the room given to me by Marius, the head of the Claudel family and brother to Sophie and Ms. Selma, I recalled the events before time was rewound.
In the previous world, I had contacted Christopher Downing, head of the Downing Trading Company based in the Principality of Hitia, to recover my lost memories.
At the same time, I learned that Tsutolairu was under attack by the Cyclamen Cult, so I immediately returned there.
What awaited me was a ruined building, the screams of people echoing, the sharp stench of blood, and the lifeless bodies of my disciples.
Seeing the culprit, the Rakshasa Stig, I attacked in a rage but was defeated instead, witnessing the loss of many of my comrades from the silver rabbits of the night sky right before my eyes.
I was defeated by the Cyclamen Cult, my sworn enemy.
When I was overwhelmed with despair at losing so much, my grandfather sacrificed his life to rewind the world's time.
During the time the world’s timeline was rewound, I spent time in a different spacetime called the netherworld with Shion and Mr. August, the Hero of the Fairy Tale, ultimately regaining my memories and power.
Now that the time rewind has ended, I have returned to the "second today."
I can foresee what will happen and who will do what.
To prevent that despairing scene from happening again, I must resist.
I will use whatever I can to grasp the conclusion I desire.
Even if everyone in this world becomes my enemy.
As I was thinking this, two presences approached me.
At the same moment I turned my gaze to the door, it opened, and Fuuka and Mr. Haruto entered the room.
"I came when you called, Your Highness," Mr. Haruto said jokingly.
He has called me "Your Highness" several times before, but now that I’ve regained my memories, I can’t help but smile wryly.
“Being called ‘Your Highness’ makes me a bit uncomfortable. Sure, I’m a direct descendant of the Hitia Kingdom royal family, but the kingdom abolished the monarchy ages ago, and I’m neither a sovereign nor do I intend to be one.”
The Hitia Kingdom was a nation created by Mr. August, whom I met in the netherworld.
Since then, Mr. August has been called not only the Hero of the Fairy Tale but also the King of Supernatural Abilities.
I am his descendant.
It’s clear because he and I share the same supernatural ability called "all-encompassing phenomena."
Supernatural abilities are hereditary, after all.
However, after Mr. August disappeared from the public eye, the Hitia Kingdom became the Principality of Hitia, and he remains their first and last king.
So, even though I carry the royal bloodline, it scarcely holds any meaning now.
“...Orun, you don’t mean to say...”
Receiving my reply, Mr. Haruto froze as if a pigeon had been shot.
“Yes, I regained my memories. One of the reasons I called you is to tell you that.”
“Wait, wait a minute! Yesterday, after fighting the 'Doctor,' you didn’t show any odd behavior. Why suddenly now...!?”
Mr. Haruto clutched his head in confusion.
Well, it’s understandable.
As he said, today is the day after he fought the cult executive known as the "Doctor."
From his perspective, there was no sign that I would regain memories lost due to the cognitive alteration.
“It may feel sudden to you, but a lot happened before I regained my memories. I’ll make sure to have a proper talk about it later. So please just wait a little for now.”
“...Alright. So? You didn’t just call me to tell me you recovered your memories, did you?”
Mr. Haruto listened and swallowed the news with a complicated expression.
“...Yeah. I don’t want to waste much time now. Could you just hold my hand without asking anything?”
Having regained my memories and learned about this world from Mr. August, I can now intervene in the principles of techniques, albeit partially.
Time in this world was rewound.
But the previous events were only erased in appearance; the facts remain recorded in the principles.
Now, through contact with others, I can learn what they saw and heard in the previous world.