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.

did we do to deserve

Gulp—!

mouthful of saliva, Connel's eyes

"Haa..haaa..."

laborious and

leaned back and

out a small piece of paper shrouded by a mysterious black

made your

he took out the paper that a raspy voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the

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

he soon raised his head and his

and red eyes shone in

"You're here," Connel said.

"Ku ku ku."

figure took a step

in Connal's

about it? Are you

"..."

Connel didn't answer immediately.

his eyes still fixed on the creature

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

"...You could."

on the table, the black humanoid creature

tell you a

"A story?"

brows knit. His voice

have time

will wanna hear this

humanoid

out there. Purposeless. Just invading other planets and corrupting

and leaned closer to Connel who was staring

he leaned closer to Connel, the

in order to survive, we must conquer planets and convert the

"Wha—"

"Ah! Tatatata!"

could speak, the demon placed his

me finish my

intense pressure suddenly bore down on

from Connel's body, however, the demon

other demon out there he simply conquered planets after planets just to ensure his survival.

look appeared on the demon's face

"... Purposeless?"

fingers, he

the best way I could

anything we want. How should I say it for you humans to understand...ah! It's like going

once again licked his

do you think would happen if one day that demon got a

he leaned his face closer

a purpose? ...Regardless of how big or small

do you think

your best to do

instinctively answered before his

"Huh?"

he had gotten swept by the

appeared on the demon's face

"Correct."

demon sat down

hand, he stared at his

were to tell you that I'm merely a pawn? A small piece of a bigger board at play? What would you do if you were

room suddenly chilled as the demon's smile faded. His

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

he secretly

Connel was just about to reply

would obviously be the best fucking

eyes, and the temperature dropped even