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!