Snow fell gently across the battlefield, turning crimson where it mixed with blood. Lee Yujin, commander of the Mystic Army, stood tall, his black coat fluttering in the icy wind. His dual pistols—fueled by mana and precision—smoked at the barrels. Around him were the scorched remnants of another clash with the Unknown Civilization.
Seven Devils.
That was what humanity called the leaders of the Unknown Civilization. Each one represented a twisted concept: Bravery, Freedom, Luck, Greed, Lust, Salvation... and one who had never revealed their name.
Today, Lee Yujin was marching toward the palace of the Devil of Greed.
"Status check," Yujin whispered, and a holographic window appeared before his eyes. His mana reserves were stable, and his weapons were primed. He knew this mission might be his last.
The gates of the palace opened slowly, revealing a massive hall adorned in gold and cursed gems. At the end stood a creature with a human face but the eyes of a predator. The Devil of Greed smirked.
"So, humanity sends its last hope. Tell me, Yujin... what will you trade for your survival?"
Yujin didn't reply. He raised his pistols.
The battle began.
Blasts of mana collided in the hall, each shot from Yujin sending waves of blue energy that shattered gold pillars. The Devil of Greed retaliated with chains made of cursed desires, lashing and twisting through the air.
Yujin slid across the floor, dodging, leaping off broken debris. He shot both pistols mid-spin, piercing the Devil's shoulder. But the Devil laughed and summoned a golden golem.
"You're not the first hero I've crushed."
"And you won't be the last," Yujin growled.
With one final burst of energy, Yujin charged straight ahead, firing one last shot directly into the Devil's chest. The body crumbled, and the gold around the palace melted into dust.
But as he turned to leave, he felt it.
A terrifying, overwhelming aura.
He ran outside.
And fell to his knees.
The Mystic Army... was gone. Bodies lay scattered, frozen in fear or shredded by power. Smoke and silence filled the sky.
And in the center of it all stood a figure. Seductive. Terrifying. Radiating crimson light.
The Devil of Lust.
"Poor commander... all that effort. And now, you die."
Yujin tried to lift his pistols, but his mana was empty.
He took a step, then another. His knees gave out.
The Devil's smile widened. "Beg for mercy."
Yujin looked up at the sky, tears streaming down his face.
"God... please... give me one more chance. Just one... I'll fix it all. I'll correct every mistake..."
The world turned white.
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He gasped, eyes snapping open.
His surroundings were different—peaceful. A wooden ceiling. The soft sound of birds. He rushed to a mirror.
His reflection was younger.
Much younger.
A blue screen appeared in front of him:
[Status Window] Name: Lee Yujin
Age: 19
Class: None
Level: 1
Mana: 10/10
New Stat Unlocked: Mistake Solved (0)
He stared at it, eyes trembling.
God had granted his wish.
He was back.
Ten years in the
past.
Lee Yujin clenched his fists. "This time... I'll win."
To Be Continued.