The Best Ever Youngest Son of the Marquis Family

I only ran with revenge in mind.

I brought down the Tulkan Empire, a single nation that ruled the continent.

I achieved everything I wanted, and I always won.

I accomplished all my goals, and I was satisfied.

So I accepted the approaching death calmly.

There was no longer any reason for me to live.

That was when my heart stopped.

I definitely felt that way.

But what is this situation now?

“Is this black magic? No, it doesn’t seem like illusion magic either. What is this?”

A child with short black hair reflected in the full-length mirror.

It was clearly my appearance from when I was 14, 20 years ago.

The child, still with baby fat and looking as frail as I once was, stroked his cheek and muttered,

“How is this even possible?”

I regressed.

To that time, full of regret.