With the door of the costume shelf left and right open, Thor felt his heart pulsing dangerously.

From the back of my throat, screams are still going to overflow.

As he stared at the girl's face, Thor slowly inhaled his breath through his nose and stopped for a while.

Next breathe out of your mouth at the same intervals and stop again for a while.

Repeat this several times.

Thor's breathing and pulse restored calm.

No one taught me, but self-control methods I learned from experience.

"... right. We need to get to the next level."

The muttering Tor walked away from the costume shelf and sat back in bed again.

Close your eyes and focus your consciousness on the inside.

Images of blurry, black shadowy trees floating behind your brain.

The contents of the floating water bottle are poured into it as well.

The dripping water is sucked into the roots of the trees without sound.

At that moment when all the points were spent, the buds at the tip of the branch stretching from the great tree slowly opened.

Strength overflows from the back of a large petal, filling the interior of the toll.

When I opened my eyes, the level of < restore > had reached 10.

The moment I think about it, suddenly that explanatory statement comes up in my brain.

Restore - Returns the object involved in the battle to its past state.

Level: 10/Number of times available: 10 per hour/Activation: Instant/Effect: Any/Range: Contact

Confused by the first phenomenon, Thor looked at its contents.

The number of times has increased at once, eliminating the time limit for effects.

Furthermore, it was not an object, but had changed to a subject.

As a result of his appearance, Tor gripped his right cobweb firmly.

After all, the old man was right.

"All right, let's make sure one at a time"

Thor touched his left wrist wound as he unconsciously leaked his voice.

Once touched, a strange feeling runs across my arm.

By analogy, it was an image where the hands were present in multiple folds in the same place.

"Can you see the record of the past…"

Tor's left arm past comes up one after the other so that pieces and book pages turn.

Apparently, this background dates back to the age of fifteen when I first touched the monster.

As he continued to concentrate, his senses spread all over his body.

It opens toward the outside, with multiple splits throughout the body.

As if the flowers were blooming.

Thor slowly took his right hand off his wrist, feeling the change that had occurred to his body for about twenty-five years.

The moment you interrupt the concentration, the page closes patterned.

Standing up, Tor took the leather gloves that were on the wall.

When I touched my left wrist again with the gloves on, it was the leather gloves that made the first change.

Until the record when I first wore it and stood up to the monster, it is instantly drawn out.

Then again, the entire left arm past begins to turn.

Even if you don't come in direct contact as before, if you have the perception that you are touching it, you seem to be able to choose the subject.

Before this condition spreads throughout your body, try to focus your consciousness just on the tip of your hand.

Then the entire arm's past closed at once so that it could be squeezed only to the upper part of the wrist.

"Hmm, looks like you can still make it smaller"

If you want to do it, you can < restore > it from a single hair.

Thor, who came up with the fuss, concentrated his consciousness on himself with his arms sluggish.

Very commonly, pages of pants and general background are opened one after the other.

If it's your body or what you're wearing, it seems possible to make it an object of skill without the act of touching it with your hands.

However, there is no reaction to the bed or floor.

This would be because of the monsters and the fact that they had never been involved before.

"You're in practice next. First of all..."

Take the wooden sword that was on the edge of the bed.

Oak trees that can be picked in the Little Ghost Forest are raw materials and are very strong and affordable to weight.

In Thor's case, however, it was necessary to wiggle dozens of times to defeat a single horn mole, a consumable that lasted less than a year.

For the hand, I'll just try < restore >.

The fine scratches disappeared from the wooden sword lightly and changed as well as new.

I'm not familiar with the grated product, so I put it back to the time I used it a little, but it looks like I was able to adjust the time exactly as I was aiming.

Things went well, so people are next.

I put my entire left arm back ten years at once.

Slowly open your fingers and then close quietly to create a cobble.

- My grip was back.

Thor moves on to a new confirmation as he calmly presses the voiceless emotion down his throat.

Next I tried to open my whole body background while flipping my ankle boots.

I chose it when I finished dinner earlier and put it to bed.

At the moment of consciousness, the whole body was complete.

Imagine a skill tree and the < restore > remains level 10.

I also remembered firmly why I had my boots upside down, but unfortunately the grip on my left hand is back on track.

However, the number of times it was available was definitely decreasing.

What we have found so far is that the objects that can be < restored > can be people or things.

You can choose the time you can go back to until the moment you first get involved with the monster.

It cannot be activated without touching the object, but it does not need to be flushed directly.

And Tor's body and what he's wearing, he said it's okay just to be aware.

However, it seems to save time because it is easier to narrow the subject down by touching it.

Importantly, there was no change in the skill tree, even if the whole body was < restored > together.

Soul and flesh would mean something different, but now it turns out that even if you return the entire body to the past, < restore > can retain level 10.

The next thing I know, there was no rewinding of my memory.

Should this also be seen as a different treatment for body and memory?

It's slightly harsh not to let it deceive you, even if you just accidentally discover the existence of skills.

And magic.

< restore > should consume quite a bit of magic, but after using it three times in a row, there was no sense of loss at all.

Probably, but when you return the whole body, you seem to return to that state of health and magic.

If you use too much magic, it goes from loss to severe anxiety, and if you use up everything further, you're in a state of panic.

It will recover slowly over time, but it can be said that eliminating such hassles and worries is a great advantage.

Oh, and another very interesting discovery.

The moment I tried to check the condition of the skill tree, a clear view suddenly appeared in Thor's brain.

Only a single branch protruded from a black trunk that was threaded bent like a swirl.

Focusing further on the branches, the description I saw earlier just happened to flow into my brain.

The skill tree that Thor knew was usually supposed to have a more ambiguous image.

The skill also just conveyed the name and the zackled effect, and the details and the like needed to be actually used to ascertain.

That's now a vivid grasp of the branches, from their name to their length.

Even the strange black fruit hanging on its tip.

Once I concentrated my consciousness on the fruit, a new explanation came to mind.

- Understand the target time column in detail.

Active: Automatic/Effective: Large/Range: Contact

"Well, you even followed these traits"

"Abilities" means special abilities granted by growing skill trees.

There are two types of fruit traits: the branch trait that fruits at the tip of the branch by raising some skill to the upper limit, and the trunk trait that is given by defeating a special monster.

Other than that, some humans are born with the root properties that grow at the root of the skill tree, and are called privileged (Gifted).

It seems this newly acquired trait is responsible for Tor's sudden visibility into the original appearance of the Mastery Tree or for the detailed confirmation of the object's past.

Having completed a thorough check, Tor < restore > the grip on his left arm before approaching the costume rack.

The most important confirmation still remained.

Reaching behind the open door, Thor lifted the little pot at its feet, ignoring the girl's statue.

Return to bed and open the lid.

What was inside was bright white ash.

It's the ashes of an old man.

In this city bordered by land, the dead are not buried but cremated.

When the flesh remains, it is because it comes back to life as a soulless dead with care.

With a feeling of prayer, Thor touches the ashes.

I had stopped moving as it was for a while, but eventually when I exhaled the breath I was packing, I silently dropped my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa"

I knew it, but it still doesn't seem to extend to the protection of the Genesis God until the lost soul.

Tor, who returned the bones to their original position, once again turned against the childhood tame girl.

The girl, whose time had stopped, was as beautiful as ever.

Big black eyes with slightly lower eyeballs.

Tung and uplifted nose with healthy pink soft looking lips.

Dark hair with a strong fuzzy habit emits a brilliant glow that is no different.

If you walk down the street, most men will look.

But in what the girl looks like now, every man must turn away.

Its thin neck was mutilated without remnants, and it remained in a state where large amounts of blood were still likely to spill out.

Thor extended his arm and gently touched the girl's bloody neck.

Like an open book, one background after another comes to mind.

There was no change at all in the appearance of the girl in the page.

All at once, Thor picks out a page where the girl is on the verge of being seriously injured.

- < Restore >.

Unexpectedly, exhalation overflowed through the girl's mouth.

From that throat, the painful wound is completely obliterated.

The girl, back in bright white and beautiful skin, blinked quietly.

Slowly the focus of his eyes is set on the person in front of him.

That was the first reunion in roughly twenty-five years.