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?"

individual interlocked his hands

possible?…or did you think that everything has come just because of some supreme

inside of the white-clothed ears as he deeply mused

thoughts but because I've always been paying attention to

white-shirted male looked at the black-clothed

you trying to say that all of the phenomenons that you have listed are because

"Yes…"

head, the black clothes male exhaled

we are able to see status windows, and gain skills is

records some sort

The white-shirted male asked.

trouble understanding what the black-clothed individual was trying to say to him, but he

said, they are responsible for the status windows and the creation of

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

up, he looked back at

a sense, you can say that, but at the same

"What do you mean?"

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 essentially

The black-clothed individual paused.

"But what?"

white-shirted male asked, curious about the black-clothed male's next

black-clothed

forward, his

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

"What?!"

male said those words, the white-shirted male

even possible? Are

he slowly started to understand the reasoning

king is trying to do…and in order

aid of the table,

no choice but

"Yes."

back, he stared upwards

not very

the white-clothed individual didn't think like

faced 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?

only things

clothes

"Hm?"

jerked towards the right, and a

"He found me."

in an

"Who found you?"

similarly staring in the direction where the black-clothed

at him,

looking at, and

"The time remnant."

replied, fixing the collar of his

"The time what?"

an answer, the black-clothed male

I have to

"Hey wai—"

to find you. It's not

"What are you—"

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

disappeared, and what remained was a chilling

***

"Huaaapp"

straight, Kevin took a

"Hufff…huff…"

the bedsheets below him were soaked in

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

all sorts of equipment

"Ugh."

Kevin held onto his head as an agonizing pain coarsed through

what was

could still vividly remember what he had just

and the only way he can do it is

the more agonizing the pain in his head became. It was as though it was trying to reject all the

He couldn't understand anything.

a fabrication of my imagination?' He

Ding—!

chime rang in his head and his system interface showed up in front of

: Synchronisation

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