Rimuru's Restart: That Time I Travelled Back in Time

I'm sorry

For as long as I can remember, I've watched fan-fiction authors rise with passion and disappear just as quickly.

Many of the writers I once ran beside—those who competed with me to see who could hype Rimuru the hardest—eventually stopped updating, ended their tales abruptly, or vanished from the scene altogether.

I always told myself I didn't want to be like that.

I wanted to finish what I started.

"Rimuru's Restart" was special to me.

It began as something fun, something lighthearted—just another entry in a long line of stories inspired by Tensura. The title itself came from that mischievous, simple naming style the original series loved to use.

But the more I wrote, the more something inside me grew restless.

The draft felt empty.

I wanted more—more world-building, more connection to the lore, more heart. I wanted it to feel like a proper continuation, something fans of Tensura could truly enjoy, not just another glazed-over power fantasy.

So I scrapped everything and rebuilt the story from scratch, giving it a more light-novel tone. For a while, I was satisfied. For a while, I believed I had found the right direction.

But I made mistakes.

At the time, the light novel wasn't finished yet, and I relied heavily on the web novel for reference. The WN is great, but it doesn't explore certain characters and concepts the way the LN later did—Great Spirits, Veldanava, Lucia, and so many others. I misunderstood things, overlooked things, and only later realized how much deeper the lore truly went.

"Rimuru's Restart" was meant to be a gift—a continuation for those who wanted more of Rimuru's journey, something proper, something meaningful.

And somewhere along the way... I'm sorry.

I stumbled. I stopped. I hesitated.

But one thing warmed me:

knowing people were waiting.

Knowing readers were excited.

Knowing that somehow, this little story of mine meant something to someone.

And honestly?

That feeling was amazing.

Thank you.

To everyone who stayed with me—day after day—while this little world I built grew into something meaningful... thank you. Your support carried me further than I ever expected.

As time passed, I realized something important: stories aren't just plot, power scaling, or continuity. They need innovation. Emotion. Purpose. And while I believe Rimuru's Restart had structure and direction, I also began to see the cracks—the places where emotion didn't quite reach the level I wanted.

The Farmus Invasion arc was where it hit me the hardest.

Writing that section felt like walking in circles, searching for something I couldn't grasp. In Tensura, Rimuru is capable of anything—so when Shion died, the emotional punch didn't linger the same way. Readers know Rimuru will fix it. The tension dissolves before it even has a chance to grow.