God Asks Me for Regret

“I would gladly die for Your Majesty.” I thought that was how my life would end. But for some reason, I have returned to the past—to when I was nineteen, before I went to war and died. “Are you entirely mine?” To make matters worse, he, who was always as cold as frost, has become strange. “Ray, it’s only because I’m worried about you!” Even the friend I thought was simply someone who had been by my side since childhood is acting strange. If this isn't merely a flashing panorama of the past or a dream, then... No, even if it is, I have no intention of changing my fate. I will comply and die as scheduled. Only then can I die in his stead. Foolish God. To bring me back to life. I decl...