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This is a story of a certain kingdom in the year XXXX. In this world, magic can be used. Fire, water, ice, electricity, gravity, light, darkness... There are demons, and there are magic schools. This world is built upon magic. In the magical world, there are ranks: • Common Class • Special High Class • Rare Class • Legendary Class • Mythic Class • Genesis Class These divisions apply to monsters, demons... and humans alike. As the rank increases, the difficulty and strength rise significantly. The workload also increases. And... the mortality rate rises as well. This country was said to be the happiest in the world... The protagonist was born to a certain noble family and lived as an aristocrat. Born to a kind mother and a kind father, he grew up healthy. However... one day, they were attacked by monsters. His father and mother passed away. "Mom and Dad died because they were weak. If they were strong, they wouldn't have died." Having a twisted personality since childhood, he felt a slight loneliness at their deaths, but he didn't feel much interest. From then on, he lived alone, acting as a top student at the magic academy, being approached by various beautiful women, having relationships with them, and always... acting arrogant. "Weaklings should just die." "You can't even use magic like this?" He was hated by the King. At school, he became known as a bit of a lowlife. However... because he had a fair amount of actual skill, he wasn't looked down upon. For him, it was a happy life. However... his peace began to crumble with a loud crash. When he turned 20, he formed a party and went on monster hunts with his comrades. He was blessed with kind girls among his companions. However... he was always spewing verbal abuse, saying things like: "You guys are useless." "I don't need weaklings in this party." He committed physical violence and sexual harassment. He cheated, left scars on the girls' hearts, and betrayed his friends. One time... a Mythic-class monster attacked the country. The people fled in panic, and the kingdom began to collapse. And so, his party set out to defeat that monster... They defeated the monster, but... one of his comrades was killed... while shielding him... After that, through illness, assassination... his comrades were killed one after another. "What the hell!! You're all... totally useless... aren't you..." Guilt, which should not have existed in him, began to be born. Afterwards... the kingdom was restored... The King pushed all the responsibility onto him. He was already hated to begin with. And... the responsibility was even pushed onto his dead comrades. The corpses of his comrades were made into a spectacle, kicked... and beaten. They were reduced to a wretched state and burned. Although he survived, since all the responsibility was placed on him, he became a wanted man. He realized. He had made a grave mistake in this life. He had indirectly killed his family and the comrades who had saved him. He was cornered. "It's not my fault...!" He would live the rest of his life alone. "If only I could start over once more." And when he closed his eyes and opened them again... He had returned to the day the party was formed. The curtain rises on his second life—