Nineteen years ago, the ArchTyrant and his army were finally defeated at the Battle of Embers. The path of slaughter, which had reduced over a thousand worlds to ash, had finally come to an end.
Nine months later, little Gerald Dyson was born on earth. As the reincarnation of the ArchTyrant, he inherited an astonishing amount of bad kharma, bringing misfortune to him and everything he touches.
Poor Gerald has no idea, of course. All he knows is that whenever he touches something, it breaks, wherever he goes, it rains, whenever he sees an animal, it attacks him.
Has Gerald's luck begun to change, or is this just the beginning of the punishment the universe has in store for the reincarnation of the most evil man in history?