Tick—. Tick—.

The shape of a golden clock with the clock hand spinning appeared above my head. The important thing was that the clock hand was moving in the reverse direction. Every time the clock ticked, the time of the world was going back. The dazzling white light stretched out across the Ark Continent and affected everything. The surroundings were being rewound and it was like these things had never happened.

The broken ground was filled and the broken city walls were restored one after another. The clouds were turning back and the sun was returning. It was a spectacle that couldn’t be done with human power at all. The important thing was that those who were dead were being revived.

I remembered what my wife had told me before leaving the Underworld.

‘Perhaps a lot of people will already be dead when you arrive. Still, don’t worry. I will close the passage that souls from the human world use to move to the Underworld. Their...