A man who has been subjected by the harshness of reality, a tragedy controlled by the people, the lie so called freedom after retirement rewards not respect but the elimination of a potential threat.
Swept by the so-called noble title obtained from great achievements in all of his life, affected by the scandal towards the princess refusal to an aloof prince of a distant country who eyed her.
Years of hardship leading towards destruction, the beheading of all nobles including his family led to the deaths of his wife and daughter, fortunately for you who was away but also unfortunately enough to be heading back after the day of the kingdom's fall.
Your negligence, excitement of wanting to see your daughter and wife, the joy of a reunion with family even for a few days away, the devotion after retirement of wanting to pave way for the other generations of his family, the continuation of bloodline, to prove this family of yours once achieved something of significance in your hands.
But what awaits you after your return is death, a destination of death of the high-class excluding the princess will commence, you fell to your knees with no power to resist, the tears that fell from your eyes, all the memories you shared with the people you love, your loyalty to the king and friendship towards the people.
It all came upon you like pictures, a recollection of your life, flashing on and on, like an old recorder flashing a series of pictures to make a perfect series animation compiling your own life, this all came before meeting your end.
Yet, the world stopped, as if answering some of your brazen thoughts that appeared as if you were begging a second chance in life, the world became grayish black, time stopped.
What appeared before you was a system, its purpose unknown, but it had given you power, unimaginable power that has the potential to change the world.
It had then given you a card, gold shimmering card, five stars golden color, it must be luck.
The system who had arrived too late was confused, it had searched for this host for years and hadn't found a trace of him, until today.
It had looked at its host, expecting the excitement of laughter of finally getting it's cheat, it tried to see the expected outcome only to receive a face full of hatred, lashed with seriousness and revenge in its host's eye.
Then it directly peered into its host memory, it found out it had no memory what so every regarding its past life, it tried to correct its host, but what came was not a relieved expression of having the face of a happy reincarnator.
It was the face of a mentally deranged broken father, somehow awakening the deep memories hidden within him, became weird, broken and treated as if it had been possessed.
A day later a whole city was replaced by a huge crater, erasing it's existence from the map, there was no storm or information traveling fast being delivered to nearby kingdoms, there was only silence, the silence of death.
From that day on the father who had retired from his previous work and returned to his house to pave way for new generations was gone.
Becoming a monster with the instinct to kill and murder enmass.
The system cannot help itself and stay silent, afraid of the host it has given its service to, a madman of a host, who had lost his everything, denial of the past life treating it as an addition to break his mentality.
The system really had no hope, but it had to fullfil its mission, the reason why it was made for, to accompany a partner, a reincarnator that was supposed to be living at the top of his life, so it also decided to provide memories belonging to that of the cards, imprinting them on the head of its host.
To keep it going, stopping it's track, to make its host keep going until he reaches the happiness and joy he ought to recieved, this there was no end, this revenge will never stop, until the system's mission is said to be complete, there was no stopping.
Decades after decades, the man who once achieved his revenge had forgotten his purpose, why had it shed blood and dye it's hands in the color of blood, why we're the people afraid of him, why is here, and why can't I return to my past lives.
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As I was exactly thinking, what would happen if a man who had lost the memories of his past life were to lose all, his everything and then suddenly awakened his past life memories according to the system.
Would one accept a past life that doesn't exist in the current one? What would one seek to see in a world that already change you.
A system calling itself his cheat, providing cards with characters as the so called power to change the world and achieve world domination, it was called templates, legendary people who had etched their names in their worlds, creatures that plunged the world to nightmare and despair, gods and demons that offer good and bad.