The Author's POV

Pitch black darkness enveloped the world

"I've always been meaning to ask, but if the demon king manages to take over earth, what are you planning on doing?"

A voice suddenly resounded throughout the nothingness.

"What? Are you thinking that I'll just go run to some other planet?"

Another voice replied back.

"Will you not?"

"…if only things were as simple as that."

The voice cracked a little.

Unprecedented bitterness and sadness hid beneath the voice as the veil hiding the obscured figure trembled slightly.

"I-I…haaa, it's not possible."

He muttered.

Obviously finding it hard to continue speaking about the topic.

"What do you mean it's not possible? If we truly can't defeat the demon king, don't you think we should just ditch this place?"

The other voice asked, with a mix of confusion and curiosity hidden beneath his words.

"Just get the people you are close with and teleport somewhere far away. Away from the demon king's reach. I know you have the mean—"

Smack—

But before the voice could finish speaking, the loud sound of something smacking sounded.

The sound was reminiscent of a hand smacking against a flat surface.

Following the smacking sound, the other obscured raised his voice.

"I've tried alright! Everything that you can think of, I've tried! I have fucking tried it all! None of it works! It's impossible!"

His voice boomed throughout the voice as every one of his words was mixed with helplessness and desperation.

One could also feel the little bit of madness hidden deep within it.

"Curb that thought of your mind. There is no escaping the demon king! Unless we defeat him, we're all fucked!"

His last words powerfully rang throughout the void.

"Haaa...Haa...I-i'ts impossible."

The voice muttered with heavy breaths.

Following this, a brief moment of silence ensued as neither of the two figures spoke.

Then, the veil that was obscuring the two figures slowly started to fade, revealing two individuals on the opposite end of a wooden table.

One was standing, while the other sat down.

The one standing was wearing elegant black clothes while the one sitting was wearing a casual white T-shirt.

Even though the veil faded, the faces of the two figures were still obscured. Making it impossible to discern the identity of the two individuals speaking.

Leaning back a bit, crossing his arms, the white shirt individual broke the silence.

"…what do you mean tried? The demon king has not even ascended yet. You make it sound as though you have tried this before."

The black clothes male's body froze for a second before he quickly waved his hand.

"You're thinking too much."

He then sat down and stared at the other individual opposite of him.

Taking a moment to choose his words carefully, the black-clothed figure finally managed to calm down a bit.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he started to explain the reason for his previous outburst.

"The reason why I'm saying that it's impossible to defeat the demon king once he conquered earth, is because by then, he will break through the world limits and finally gain to access the Akashic records."

Placing the palm of his hands on the table, the white-shirted figure was taken aback.

"The Akashic records?…What in the world are you talking about?"

Raising his hand, and touching his forehead, the black-clothed male thought for a moment. Then, instead of answering the question, he asked one.

"Have you ever wondered why we are able to see status windows? How we are able to gain access to skills, or where mana comes from?"

black-clothed individual interlocked his hands

thought ever crossed your mind once? How many of those things are possible?…or did you think that everything has come just because of some supreme power out there that has given

ears as he deeply mused over his

always been paying attention to the demon king, I've

male looked at

of the phenomenons that

"Yes…"

head, the black clothes male

status windows, and gain skills is all because of the Akashic

some sort

The white-shirted male asked.

the black-clothed

responsible for the status windows and the creation of skills,

head, the black-clothed male didn't say anything. Placing his hand in

it up, he looked back at the individual sitting

that, but

"What do you mean?"

or future in terms of all

The black-clothed individual paused.

"But what?"

asked, curious about the black-clothed male's

black-clothed male's

forward, his voice became

gain access to them. Or to be more precise, he wants to take control of the Akashic

"What?!"

black-clothed male said those words,

Are these

incredulity as he slowly started to understand the

the demon king is trying to do…and in order to do that, he

aid of the table,

have no choice but to beat the demon

"Yes."

individual replied. Leaning back, he

is incredibly powerful...I'm not very

the white-clothed individual didn't think like that

humanity, the first to break through to , what makes you think that you can defeat him? Have a little bit of faith

things

clothes

"Hm?"

body jerked towards the right, and a powerful aura swept out of his

"He found me."

an incomparably

"Who found you?"

similarly staring in the direction where the black-clothed

at

are you looking at, and who

"The time remnant."

black-clothed male replied, fixing the collar of his

"The time what?"

he got an answer, the black-clothed male disappeared from

I have to

"Hey wai—"

I don't want it to

"What are you—"

finish speaking, the world slowly started to crumble

what remained was

***

"Huaaapp"

up straight, Kevin took a

"Hufff…huff…"

breathing was heavy and the bedsheets below

took a while for him to fully calm down, and when he did, looking around the room and seeing that he was in an unfamiliar place, he forcefully calmed himself down as he

"Where am I?"

looked to be a

sorts of equipment appeared, as they

"Ugh."

held onto his head as an agonizing pain coarsed through

was that

still vividly

take over them and the only way he can do it is through the conquest of

the pain in his head became. It was as though it was trying

He couldn't understand anything.

a fabrication of my imagination?' He thought

Ding—!

a familiar chime rang in his

reward : Synchronisation

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