The Terminally Ill Genius Actor has Returned

Someone who was like family died, yet I didn't even receive an obituary. It must be because I went around crashing into everyone in the same industry—writers, directors, and fellow actors alike. But then, a devil appeared before me. [It is currently December 25, 2047] [Your remaining lifespan is 23 years] [I propose a deal] [By expending the executor's life] [Would you like to move to a random point in the past?] No matter how much I thought about it, those were the only people who truly loved me. My fake family who have passed away. I decided to start over from the beginning. There was no reason to hesitate. I wanted to save those people who had left too soon. And above all...