The Author's POV

A maddening scribbling sound rang inside a dark room that was lit up by a pale yellow light coming from a small lamp sitting atop a large wooden desk.

Sat behind the desk was a male with long dark hair and green eyes. He was none other than Connal Rhinestone, Aaron's father.

His current state was a mess as his eyes bagged, his clothes were unkempt, and a heavy stench of alcohol permeated throughout the room.

"...H...how fucking dare they."

He muttered as his head slumped to the side of the table.

Bang—!

Standing up, he banged the table with his fist.

"Fuckers!"

He began to shout.

"How dare they do this to my son!? He is 876?! What bullshit is this!?"

As he screamed, his voice was filled with resentment.

The reason for this was because of the actions that the Union had taken after his son's death.

Instead of giving him his son's body back, the Union handed him to the Monolith and proclaimed him to be the wanted criminal 876.

The repercussions of such an announcement were extremely powerful, as not even a day after the announcement was made and huge protests began to parade beneath his guild as people started branding him and his guild members as 'Villains.' 'Murderers.' 'Supporters of evil.'

Their image was completely tarnished and the following day, many of the members proclaimed their resignation, and slowly one by one more and more members started to leave.

"Fuckk..."

Connal rolled his head on the table as his fist once again smashed against the table.

"What sort of bullshit was this? my son was 876? Impossible!"

Connal had already read about 876.

This was only natural, after all, the bounty on his head was huge, and it had indeed interested him in the past.

That being said, having read that, he knew exactly what it was impossible for Aaron to be 876.

It was clear that the Union was trying to frame his son in order to protect the actual 876, which was none other than the kid Ren Dover.

Connal would've been stupid to have not made that connection.

"Haaa..."

Slumping back down on his chair, Connel powerlessly looked toward the glass window of his office.

There he managed to catch city of the beautiful city that shone brightly in the night.

It was beautiful. Or that was at least how it used to look in the past.

However, now that his son was gone, everything started to become duller for him.

"A...Aaron."

A parent's worst nightmare was seeing their own son die before them.

Especially when it was broadcasted throughout the whole human domain.

Just recalling the image of his son being split into two, and his body laying down on the floor whilst everyone was cheering pained Connal's heart to no end.

He couldn't understand it.

"Why...why...why did this have to happen to my son?"

Connel mumbled repeatedly as he leaned forward on his desk and grabbed onto his head with both hands.

we do to deserve all of

Gulp—!

of saliva, Connel's eyes suddenly snapped

"Haa..haaa..."

laborious and

he leaned back and

a small piece of paper shrouded by a mysterious black

you've made

at the exact moment that he took out the paper that a raspy voice suddenly sounded from

being startled, Connel's eyes remained fixed on the paper in front of

raised his head and his eyes paused on a black

red eyes shone

"You're here," Connel said.

"Ku ku ku."

laugh suddenly resounded throughout the room as the spectral figure took a step forward revealing the features of a

at the contract in Connal's hands,

you

"..."

Connel didn't answer immediately.

still fixed on the creature before him, he opened his mouth and

strength, you are only a Count ranked demon, while I'm ranked. Wouldn't I gain

"...You could."

the table, the black

tell

"A story?"

knit. His

have time for

you will

the dark humanoid

demon out

demon suddenly licked his lips and leaned closer to

leaned closer to Connel, the demon

to survive, we must conquer planets and convert the mana into demonic energy. It's the way we can feed

"Wha—"

"Ah! Tatatata!"

demon placed his finger on

me finish

bore down on the

however, the demon simply shrugged it off as he

was a demon. Just like any other demon out there he simply

chin, a thoughtful look appeared on the demon's face as he crossed

"... Purposeless?"

his fingers, he looked at

Purposeless. That is the best way I could describe his

from conquering planets and surviving, we have no purpose. Because of the Demon King, we can't do anything we want. How should

the demon once again licked his

would happen if

he leaned his

nowhere that Demon got a purpose? ...Regardless of how big or small it

you think would

would try your best to

answered before

"Huh?"

had gotten swept by the

the demon's face when he saw

"Correct."

the demon sat down on the

he stared at his long

a bigger

hand, the room suddenly chilled as the demon's smile faded. His shift in demeanor

scared?... H..he's clearly

thought as he secretly

his body back, Connel was just about to reply when the demon answered in an

obviously be the best fucking piece

Connel's eyes,