The Author's POV

Chapter 500

Throughout his life and experiences, the Demon King found himself asking three questions.

'Why does the world reject my existence?'

'What is the meaning of my life?'

'Who am I?'

He was born a demon.

A race that needed to conquer planets in order to survive. They didn't really have a choice. In order to survive, demons needed demonic energy, and that could only be created through the conversion of the mana in the air.

That said.

There were only two things that the Demon King remembered about his childhood.

His name.

Jezebeth.

...And the fact that his race was universally hunted down by all the other races in the universe.

Everyone tended to call them a race that held no emotions, but this was far from the truth.

Demons were no different from the other races. It was true that they were a lot wilder than some of the other races, but that didn't mean that they were evil and had no emotions.

Evil was a subjective word.

There were always two sides to the same coin, and everyone seemed to have failed to realize this.

From a young age, Jezebeth never remembered staying in a single place at once.

Destruction.

Death.

Carnage.

Those were the only things he saw as he ran from planet to planet, trying to avoid being hunted down by the hands of the alliance.

Despite that, his scenery never changed.

He would always see death wherever he went.

But it wasn't the death of the inhabitants of the planet they were moving into. No, it was the death of his own race as they were mercilessly slaughtered down by the other races.

'Parasites.'

'God's mistake.'

'Why were you ever created? What purpose do you serve to this world?'

Wherever he went, he would repeatedly hear the same words being thrown at him.

Listening to the same insults over and over again, at one point he started to question himself.

'Why does the world reject my existence?'

That was when the first question arose.

Why did the world seem to reject his very existence to the core? What wrong did he ever commit?

...He had only been trying to survive.

Weren't the other races doing the same?

Weren't they also killing livestock in order to feed themselves? What was so wrong with what they were doing?

This happened back when he was still young.

...Skip a few years.

Nothing changed.

As he aimlessly ran from planet to planet in order to ensure his survival, the scenery that he saw since young never changed.

Destruction.

Death.

Carnage.

It was always the same scene. At some point, he had gotten used to the scene. But it was also when he got used to the scene that stopped and looked around himself for once.

It was from that moment that he realized something.

He was alone.

All of his family, friends, and demons that he had known throughout his years had long been killed, leaving him alone.

The only momento he had of his parents was a small black box that rested on his neck. He didn't know what it was exactly, but his parents told him to never let go of it and to put his demon core inside of it.

He was still young, and thus he obediently accepted their suggestion. He didn't know much, but supposedly, the box was very durable, and it could help him survive.

At least that was what his parents told him.

But.

As he grasped the silver box hanging on his neck and took a good long hard look at it Jezebeth felt nothing.

The box used to remind him of his times with his parents...

But it no longer did.

It was from that point that the second question arose.

'What is the meaning of my life?'

Was he just born to be hunted? Was this his meaning to life? Ever since young all he had been doing is running away. Running away from the alliance that was seeking to eradicate him.

He didn't remember anything else.

Was this all his life really amounted to?

...More time passed.

Throughout the years, Jezebeth kept asking himself the same two questions.

'Why does the world reject my existence?'

'What is the meaning of my life?'

Before he knew it, many years had passed and he suddenly found himself blankly staring at the sky.

Levitating in the sky like creatures of justice, and with light spreading out from behind them, a dozen or so figures stared at him from above.

Slowly descending down toward his direction was a woman wearing a silver armor that shone brightly and gently wrapped around her figure.

She was one of the members of the alliance that was created in order to exterminate the demons.

"...Your race does not belong in this universe."

Her crisp and melodious voice rang throughout the world.

Hearing her words, something within him snapped. 'Your race does not belong in this universe?' He had heard the same phrase over and over again.

He was sick of hearing it.

Why?

...Just why?

"Cough...Cough..."

Coughing black blood down his body, Jezebeth laughed in deprecation. His blood-red eyes gazed upwards, towards the dark clouds covering the sky. Hanging down his neck was a simple silver necklace; attached to its end was a black box.

It was his family momento.

"You...you're...nothing but a bunch of hypocrites..."

He managed to utter after struggling to find his words.

"What did you say?"

"Cough..."

"Y-ou speak as though we have committed some...cough...grave sin against you all, but what is so grave with us trying to s...survive?"

Knowing that his death was already set, Jezebeth no longer held back.

"What gives you the right to come here and judge us like you are some sort of god?"

He vented all his frustration at once.

life, he wanted to let the people that had been hunting his race down know that they were simply just a

it was all a futile attempt from

doing this for the sake of our people. Like you've said, we are merely doing this for

"Yo—"

descended down towards the ground. In an instant, his figure was enveloped

felt his body

died, he caught sight of the box on

without

Or so he thought.

know exactly what had happened, but just when he thought he had died, his eyes sprung open and he found his body

"This..."

'I'm alive?'

his eyes soon paused on

this the

before, the box was no

grasped onto the box, unknowingly, a

he had long

"...W...why?"

came out of his mouth as he

But Jezebeth didn't care.

happening to me? What is

out, he continued to question his very own

He couldn't

the world reject my

is the meaning of

then

rock quickly headed his way. Before Jezebeth could have enough time to react and

"Ahhhhh!"

let out an

made him dizzy. It made him reel. The pain was reminiscent of having his whole body burned into bits before being regenerated and burned again. Not only that,

he completely forgot about the other areas that were hurting as he clutched

"Ahhhhh!"

again screamed as different images and

of this lasted for a split second, but to Jezebeth it felt like

"Haa...Haa..."

chest heaved up and down unevenly, but the pain

his body. He couldn't quite

him to calm down. Once he did, he slowly began to open his eyes, and

"The akashic records..."

in a

information inside of his mind. Most of it was hazy, but in that information, he was able to learn of the existence

The Akashic records.

that overlooked the entire

white light that had just hit him was called a planetary

information inside his mind and realizing a lot of new

'...Who am I?'

third question

A way for him to get the answers

about his very own

was none other than through breaking the limit and reaching the

that Jezebeth became

*

two deep blue eyes. They were a

had not seen in a

them from where he was standing, the edges of Jebeth's lips

'It's been a while...

understand him. A time when he thought that he was alone

But he was wrong.

there that had the same lost look in his eyes as him. Someone that

than the figure standing opposite

Or so he thought.

crease. He had finally noticed something. Opening his mouth,

"You're not him."

echoed throughout the

demeanor remained impassive and

"...Not him?"

"Yes..."

The Demon King nodded.

area around him started

look like him, but the look in

eyes a little. He once again carefully scrutinized Ren from his option, before eventually shaking

more alive.

that was similar to

It was gone.

from his

to grow

***

the Demon King's gaze directed my way, I didn't feel

His pressure was enormous.

anyone cower with just

me, it didn't really feel like

you've still not completely awoken

Demon King mumbled to

it not been for my now enhanced senses, I would've been unable

ambiguous, but I perfectly understood what

the future

exactly are

I slowly asked.

pocket dimension inside of the

me was just a clone. He was here, yet at

I looking

Demon King raised his

looking for an old friend, but he isn't

sounded rather disappointed. Even then, there was something about his sentence

I kept

"...An old friend?"

I repeated slowly.

The Demon King nodded.

"You heard correctly."

raised his hand and opened his palm to face

"...A pity."

He once again mumbled.

Rumble— Rumble—

out from the Demon King's body, merging toward the front of his palm, creating a black

and the black

reappeared right

Click—!

sphere

Booom—! Booom—!

the air and the

still locked on the Demon

"Angelica, leave now."

realize what was going on, her

I had no choice.

here, I couldn't go

the Demon King, I realized just how

in the middle of a

It all happened so fast. Without even

in the air and the castle I was

"Puchi!"

trail of blood followed

my body and unsheathed my

Clang—!

throughout the air dispersing the ashen gray clouds

my eyes again, I found the Demon King holding onto my sword

left shocked

show it as my

Crack. Crack. Crack.

that was the sound of something cracking. I didn't need to raise my head to realize what

was about

King's was simply far

was then that I suddenly heard a faint whisper in my

they're not as polished as

voice grew even

was able to process his words,

BANG—!

against the ground, my

didn't even have

to the back of my

Tok. Tok.

crunchy and regular sound

my head, I stared at the Demon King in the

"Khhh..."

I placed my hand on my

brief moment of time, neither one

"Disappointing."

inevitably broken

head, he

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