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?"

interlocked his

you think that everything has come just because of some supreme power out there that

words powerfully rank inside of the white-clothed ears as he deeply mused over his

been paying attention to the demon king, I've

looked at

all of the phenomenons that you have listed are because of these

"Yes…"

head, the black clothes male

are able to see status windows, and gain skills is

these records some sort of

The white-shirted male asked.

trouble understanding what the black-clothed individual was trying to say

the status windows and the creation of skills, they

black-clothed male didn't say anything. Placing his hand in his chin, he mused for a

looked back at the individual

can say that, but at the

"What do you mean?"

occurred in the past, present, or future in terms of all entities and life forms. That includes all other races. They are essentially the record of the laws

The black-clothed individual paused.

"But what?"

male asked, curious about the black-clothed

black-clothed male's tone

his voice became

Or to be more precise, he wants to take control of the Akashic

"What?!"

male said those words, the white-shirted male stood up in

even possible? Are these

he slowly started to

to do…and in order

his body with the aid of the table, the white-clothed individual

short, we have no choice but to beat the demon

"Yes."

replied. Leaning back, he stared upwards

demon king is incredibly powerful...I'm not

white-clothed individual didn't think like that as

him, what makes you think you can't face him? You're the strongest in 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."

in an incomparably

"Who found you?"

direction where the black-clothed individual

back at him, he

are you looking at, and

"The time remnant."

fixing

"The time what?"

the black-clothed male disappeared

have

"Hey wai—"

to

"What are you—"

white-shirted male could finish speaking, the world slowly started to crumble as the darkness started to envelop

and what remained was a chilling

***

"Huaaapp"

straight, Kevin took a

"Hufff…huff…"

breathing was heavy and the bedsheets below him were soaked

and when he did, looking around the room and seeing that he was

"Where am I?"

looked to be a

all sorts of equipment appeared, as

"Ugh."

out a groan, Kevin held onto his head as an agonizing

was that

could still vividly remember what he

over them and the only way he

pain in his head became. It was as though

He couldn't understand anything.

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

Ding—!

any traction, a familiar chime rang in his head and his system interface

: Synchronisation

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