The world ends. God damn it! Wait, no, there are no gods. I watch the world go up in flames, and forget everything.

Forty nine years and three hundred sixty four days later...

I wake up, and remember my previous runs. Here's what I know, there are no gods to save us and no demons I can sell my soul to to fix this. (I've tried finding one, they don't exsist) This is my third try. I'm still not sure why this happens. Why I forget everything and then remember on the last day. No one else reincarnates at all. It's just me.

The worlds are always diffrent but they end the same. A powerful mage goes insane the first day of the last year, prepares a world ending spell, and casts it.

On this run, a powerful dark mage went missing just after new year's. So, that's who I need to find. He's rumored to be in the swamps, but any who go there are warned to leave by a mysterious voice. Those who proceed never return.

I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't, so I may as well try. I go to the swamps. I see my friends, happy in their ignorance. If only they'd believe me. My best friend, Jeff, is a holy mage, and a really good one at that.

We'd know eachother since we were very young. He helped me get by as I was an orphan. He however, was a noble. His family took me under their wing and raised me from the age of ten. I push aside these memories, knowing they're no use to me.

I reach the swamps. "Turn back mortal!" A voice booms cause crows to fly away off the dead trees. I trudge through the thick, black muck, eventchuly, I see a mage in black robes in a ceremonial circle used for channeling magic.

"Stop!" I demand.

The mage laughs. "Hello Will," he greets way to kindly, "I knew you'd get to me one of these runs."

"How do you know my name?" I ask, "why are you doing this?"

"Oh," the mage replies, "you don't know? Wow, I feel so sorry for you. You have much to learn Will, but I have no time to explain on this run, next time, get to me a bit sooner. We can talk then." The circle glows, and everything goes black. Mother fuc- I die again before I can finish the thought.