"It's the end..." At last, he had managed to avenge his fallen comrades and bring an end to Nyxen's tyranny over this once lush land. Glancing over the bloodied room, the swordsman had always been terrified of the moment he would become the king. It had been a fate he had avoided, being the only prince of this cursed kingdom. Yet, had he known that relinquishing his rights would result in this ring of fire, he would never have run away. If only he had known the number of souls sacrificed and the losses he would endure. 'If only I could turn back time and stop being a coward...' However, that was nothing more than wishful thinking. After all, he couldn't possibly turn back time. Even with all the existing magic, including vile elements itself and the Quadradirmia, there had never been a way to alter the flow of time. It was something beyond human jurisdiction. "Congratulations, Your Majesty. You finally did it," that short comment was uttered by none other than his sworn brother, Er

"Oh, you're actually cleaning the room?" The surprised voice of the still unnamed man caught Heath's attention. He responded with a quiet hum and a quick nod, continuing his task of collecting the empty bottles. "um, do you need help?" the man offered. After thinking it over for a bit, Heath agreed, "I'm going for a deep clean," which meant he would be throwing away a lot of garbage. Although he inherited the memories stored in this body, it would still take some time to recall all of them one by one. ‘Besides, he offered first.’ The quicker they finished the task, the sooner they could have a meal. However, Heath was not expecting the surprised look on the blond man's face. "What?" "Uh, oh, nothing. I just wasn't expecting that answer," he answered sheepishly before entering the room properly. Raising a brow, Heath finally took a proper look at the man. "He looked somewhat familiar." In his previous life, he did not have any blood relatives, at least none that he knew of after

"Right, so I can't seem to remember what's so important this time around that you hit me on the head with a dictionary. What's today's occasion, Hen-hen?" Musashi Henko, as indicated by the name he had written on the paper earlier, was now affectionately referred to as Hen-hen by Heath. This nickname perfectly captured his caring and nurturing nature, akin to that of a mother hen, always attentive and protective of those around him. It was a fitting moniker for someone who had been a constant presence in his counterpart's life, looking out for him like family. In a way, Henko was more than just a friend or cousin. Through the maternal line, he had a distant familial connection with Heath, making their bond even stronger. They had shared countless memories and experiences, growing up together from a very young age. This long history of companionship had forged a deep understanding and closeness between them. Hearing this, Heath wasn't surprised anymore that he and his parallel self w

'I can't believe this shit...' That brunet is actually starting to grow weary with all of the surprises today He had seen his family's corpses for the last time before he himself died, he found himself transported into a parallel universe, where he was nothing more than a civilian—a teacher, to be precise, suddenly, he was transferred to another class situated in a secluded island in the middle of a man-made lake. And now, this... Heath inwardly sighed, realizing that with his luck, these kinds of things would always happen no matter where he ended up. Shaking his head, he chuckled and said, "Right, where are my manners?" Disregarding the fact that he had just witnessed a "man" stretching from one corner of the room to stand in front of him, seemingly responsible for the sudden space explosion in the past month. He couldn't help but feel a mix of bewilderment and amusement. The bizarre occurrences continued to unfold before his eyes, defying all logical explanations. Yet, amidst

While the feat doesn’t seem to be something hard to do, it’s still rather impressive that someone can recall their introductions and sort them out with their seat numbers rather than their introduction order, as he pointed out who was who. Nia was the first one to voice out her admiration. "Oho~? You remember us already, sensei?" She snickered. This new teacher of theirs had taken her interest already. "More or less, Mori-chan," the brunet grinned brightly, 'and this one has nearly the same vibe as Morgan. Dang, and here I thought hearing Perry’s laughter was bad enough.' "Ano, Sagara-sensei?" Sky blue met pairs of brown eyes that smiled softly. "Yes, Zane-kun?" "Are you... also an agent?" The boy timidly asked. After all, with how calm the brunet is upon the whole event and his timing on the situation, it's only likely that there would be special agents alike to be the new teachers here, right? Yet to his surprise, the brunet shook his head. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not