Everything is back the way it was before. Hellburn isn’t a smoldering ruin anymore, my friends aren’t dead, and my sister doesn’t have a glowing emerald where her left eye used to be. There are only two problems with rewinding reality back to the beginning: I have to take finals all over again and Dr. Bellowes is still alive.

I wish I could just forget about him and pretend that it was all just a bizarre dream, but I can’t. I have Dr. Bellowes’ powers, four hundred years of demon-hunting spells bequeathed to me with his dying breath before God hit the reset button, and I live with a red-headed succubus who is still trying to claim her first soul, starting with mine. I could trap her in another enchanted geode but I won’t. I love her, after all.

But Dr. Bellowes is out there somewhere, fueling his magic by feeding the souls of innocents to the demon imprisoned in his ring. Since no one else remembers what happened the first time around, it’s up to me to convince someone in charge that the foremost demon slayer in the world is as evil as the creatures he hunts. I have no proof and the only other person who knows Dr. Bellowes’ true character is Daraxandriel, but somehow I doubt a demon is going to have much luck talking demon hunters into killing one of their own. In fact, we’ll be lucky to get out of this alive.

I already saved the world once. That should have been enough. Why do I have to do it all over again?