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—!

mouthful of saliva, Connel's

"Haa..haaa..."

breathing started to become more laborious and sweat tricked down the side

of saliva, he leaned back and opened the drawer next to

drawer, Connel took out a small piece of paper shrouded by

you've made your

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

Connel's eyes remained fixed on the paper in front

his eyes alongside the paper, he soon raised his head and his eyes paused on a black spectral figure in the

eyes shone in

"You're here," Connel said.

"Ku ku ku."

as the spectral figure took a step forward revealing the features of a black humanoid

the contract in

you interested in signing

"..."

Connel didn't answer immediately.

fixed on the creature before him, he opened his

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

"...You could."

sitting on the table, the black humanoid creature

tell

"A story?"

brows knit. His voice suddenly

have time for

will wanna hear this

dark humanoid creature started to

out there. Purposeless. Just invading other planets and corrupting the mana of that world into demonic

leaned closer to Connel who was staring at him with a

closer to Connel, the

must conquer planets and convert the mana into demonic

"Wha—"

"Ah! Tatatata!"

could speak, the demon placed his

finish my

suddenly bore down on

Connel's body, however, the

there was once this demon, he was young, and well, he was a demon. Just like any other demon out there

look appeared on the demon's

"... Purposeless?"

he looked

That is the best way I could describe

conquering planets and surviving, we have no purpose. Because of the Demon King, we can't do anything we want. How should I say it for you humans

demon once again licked his

think would happen if

desk, he leaned his

if suddenly out of nowhere that Demon got a

do you

would try your best to do

before his body suddenly

"Huh?"

gotten swept by

appeared on the demon's face when he saw

"Correct."

demon sat down on the chair

at

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

the demon's smile faded. His shift in demeanor sent chills down

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

thought as he secretly swallowed a mouthful

about to reply when the demon answered in an apathetic

the best

eyes, and