The world has come to an end. Again. No matter how hard I try to prevent the end of the world with nearly a thousand returns, I could never change the ending. I'm tired now. I'm sick and tired of going back. How old should I go back to this time? I don't want to do a regression again. "Oh my god." Wait! What's with this voice? What's with your hands as small as maple leaves? "Who threw away a baby like this?” This life has gone back to being a baby! In front of Lucas' mansion, the mastermind who is destroying the world thousands of times! What a baby! A baby with no arms or neck! No, let's calm down and think for a moment. This life may be a tremendous opportunity to prevent the world from collapsing while closely monitoring Lucas. Be on your guard against me, Lucas. I won't let you destroy this world this time! I raised my voice and laughed viciously. (Laughs) (Laughs) (Laughs) "Laughing." "Oh, my. My baby has a cute laugh." damn!