In the end, we managed to succeed in our plan, forcing Laplace to rewind time, dragging my soul along with him back over a hundred years. But as with most desperate gambles, our victory was tainted by missteps—two critical, fatal mistakes.
The first mistake lay in the timing. Although Seraphiel had exerted every ounce of his power to influence Laplace's subconscious and set the point in time, it wasn't precise enough. Seraphiel, despite all his strengths, was never particularly skilled in time magic. The result? We overshot the mark by about twenty years—two full decades earlier than when I was originally summoned. This miscalculation rippled through history, altering countless events long before I ever arrived on the scene.
