The Margrave's Worthless Mage

At seventy, he had become a disaster in human form. A mage with power vast enough to devour the world itself… And yet, all it ever did was destroy everything around him. Isaac. Feared. Isolated. Broken. For seventy long years, he sealed himself away—choosing solitude over the screams, silence over the ruin his mana left behind. But even in isolation… the world still crumbled. And in the end—there was nothing left. Only him. Standing alone… amidst snow stained red with blood, surrounded by the corpses of everything he failed to save. Then—Darkness. And when he opened his eyes again… He was no longer the monster they feared. He was back. Sixty years in the past—to a day he had once wished for more than anything. A second chance.