Reincarnated Mage with Inferior Eyes: Breezing through the Future as an Oppressed Ex-Hero

Good grief. After spending years traveling across the world, saving towns, defeating demons, and then finally killing the demon king, my party—the people I considered comrades—decided to kick me out. I’d honestly thought that they’d be different. They wouldn’t be like the rest of the world, who irrationally hate people like me, with Amber Eyes. But...I was wrong. In the end, it’s not their fault, though. It’s just how the world was back then. I was sure that with more time and understanding, the world would shed their preconceived notions about those with Amber Eyes and treat us as they would anyone else. I held on to this hope as I used my unique magecraft to reincarnate myself two hundred years into the future. Now, it’s time to find out if my guess was right!

Good grief. Was I naive to hope for a peaceful life at the magic academy? I’ve sure got my hands full, what with my classmates’ superiority complexes, Ted’s lofty desire to befriend everyone, Eliza mysteriously popping up everywhere I go, and Lilith’s inability to separate business and pleasure. If all that wasn’t enough, I’m being watched too. I don’t know who they are or what they want...but if they’re looking for a fight, they’re gonna regret it.

Good grief. Guess I shouldn’t have expected more from the research societies of this academy. Just one of them caught my eye, and it literally only has one member. Between choosing a research society, keeping people out of danger, and something more nefarious going on in the background, it’s hard to pursue my goal of a peaceful, student life. On the other hand, I’m finally getting closer to figuring out the mystery of why mages are so much weaker than they used to be...

Good grief. It seems I have more to worry about than the low-level pranks of the continuing students. Now that the demons have begun to make their move in the academy, I have no choice but to respond accordingly. The timing isn’t exactly ideal, with exams around the corner and a training camp with the Olden Magecraft Society right after that, but I must act. If I let them run amok, things will only get more troublesome down the road. Hm. My peaceful life is becoming more of a distant dream...

Before I reincarnated two hundred years into the future, before I even helped to defeat the Demon King of Twilight, I was just a young mage doing my best to survive in a world that hated me for the eyes I was born with. Along the way, I met some people who would become my reliable allies, in a party known as the Great Four. This is the story of who we were before we became heroes.

Good grief. My whole life I’ve been looking for someone I can trust, but in the end, they always betray me, one way or another. Even my own party members—people who I fought and risked my life with—ended up kicking me to the wayside, and now I’m used to it. I thought two hundred years might change things, but the only thing that’s changed is how strong mages are. Now, I’m a student in a world where mages are remarkably weaker than in the past. My only wish is to live a peaceful life, but things keep cropping up, and I haven’t quite gotten there yet. Even so, as a denizen of this new world, I’ll need to choose my path forward. Though I’ve mostly lost faith I’ll ever find someone I can truly trust, I still hold on to the hope that one day, I will.

Good grief. It seems that life at school won’t be slowing down anytime soon. Dark clouds loom on the horizon, and I don’t just mean my favorite bookstore closing down. With the school festival right around the corner, I apparently have to find a dance partner and even help with preparations for my class’s contribution. Sure, Chronos might be behaving themselves for the time being, but I can’t shake this feeling that some other organization is going to make their move. My dreams of a peaceful life just get further and further away.