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.

to deserve all

Gulp—!

mouthful of saliva, Connel's eyes suddenly snapped

"Haa..haaa..."

started to become more laborious and sweat tricked down the side of his

another mouthful of saliva, he leaned back and opened the drawer next

took out a small piece of paper shrouded by a mysterious black

made

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

Connel's eyes remained fixed on the paper

the paper, he soon raised his head and his

and red eyes shone in

"You're here," Connel said.

"Ku ku ku."

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

at the contract in Connal's hands, he

Are you interested in signing the

"..."

Connel didn't answer immediately.

creature before him, he opened his mouth

ranked demon, while I'm ranked. Wouldn't I

"...You could."

on the table,

me tell you

"A story?"

His

have time for

I'll bet you will wanna hear this

humanoid

was once a demon. A young demon. He was just like any other demon out

demon suddenly licked his lips and leaned closer to Connel who was staring at him with a serious

closer to Connel, the demon

and convert the mana into demonic energy. It's the way we can feed

"Wha—"

"Ah! Tatatata!"

placed his finger on his

finish

bore down

Connel's body, however, the demon simply shrugged it off as

was a demon. Just like any other demon out there

thoughtful look appeared on the demon's face as

"... Purposeless?"

his fingers, he

the

we have no purpose. Because of the Demon King, we can't do anything we want. How should I say it

demon once again licked his

what do you think would happen if one day

the desk, he leaned his face closer to

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

do you think would

would try your best to

before his body

"Huh?"

swept by

smile appeared on the demon's face when

"Correct."

away from the desk, the demon sat down on

hand, he stared at his long

you that I'm merely a pawn? A small piece of a

his hand, the room suddenly chilled as the demon's smile faded.

H..he's clearly weaker

secretly

Connel was just about to reply when

be the best

through Connel's eyes, and