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?"

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crossed your mind once? How many of those things are possible?…or did you think that everything has come just because of

the white-clothed ears as he deeply mused over his words before replying

I've always been paying attention to the demon king, I've never

the white-shirted male looked at

all of the phenomenons that you have listed are because of these so-called

"Yes…"

head, the black clothes male exhaled

why we are able to see status windows, and gain

these records some sort of

The white-shirted male asked.

the black-clothed individual was

the status windows and the creation of

Placing his hand in his chin, he mused for a

lifting it up, he looked back

that, but at the same time, they are

"What do you mean?"

compendium of all universal events, thoughts, words, mana, skills, emotions, and intents that have ever occurred in the past, present, or future in terms of all entities and life forms. That includes all other races. They are

The black-clothed individual paused.

"But what?"

about the black-clothed male's

the black-clothed male's tone

his

them. Or to be more precise, he wants to take control

"What?!"

black-clothed male said those words, the white-shirted male stood up

that even possible? Are these records

with incredulity as he slowly started to understand the reasoning behind the black-clothed

but once you reach a certain level, gaining access to them is not impossible, and that's what the demon king is trying to do…and in order to do that, he

aid of

choice but to beat the

"Yes."

individual replied. Leaning back, he stared upwards

incredibly powerful...I'm not very

individual didn't think like

him, what makes you think you can't face him? You're the strongest in humanity, the first to break through to

only things were

black clothes

"Hm?"

the right, and a powerful aura swept out of

"He found me."

an incomparably solemn

"Who found you?"

where the black-clothed individual was staring, but

back at him, he

looking

"The time remnant."

male replied, fixing the collar

"The time what?"

he got an answer, the black-clothed male

have

"Hey wai—"

want it to find you.

"What are you—"

could finish speaking, the world slowly started to crumble as the darkness started to

disappeared, and what remained

***

"Huaaapp"

Kevin took a

"Hufff…huff…"

heavy and the bedsheets below him were

looking around the room and seeing that he was in an unfamiliar place, he forcefully calmed

"Where am I?"

be

him, all sorts of equipment appeared, as

"Ugh."

onto his head

was

could still vividly remember what

trying to take over them and the only

became. It was as though

He couldn't understand anything.

been a fabrication of my imagination?' He thought as he

Ding—!

gain any traction, a familiar chime rang in his head and his

reward : Synchronisation

[Completed.]

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