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.

people that had been hunting his race down know

was all a

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

"Yo—"

ground. In an instant, his figure

his

caught sight

the end, I will die without knowing

Or so he thought.

had happened, but just when he thought he had died, his eyes sprung open and he found

"This..."

'I'm alive?'

his eyes soon paused on

this the reason I

before, the box

onto the box,

he had long lost

"...W...why?"

Unfortunately, no sound came out

But Jezebeth didn't care.

me? What is

he continued to question his very

understand. He couldn't understand

world reject my

meaning of

then that

light the size of a small rock quickly headed his way. Before Jezebeth could have enough time to

"Ahhhhh!"

out an

cringed. It exploded in his head with a blinding whiteness. It 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 felt an inexplicable and sharp pain

in his head was so strong that for a short moment of time he completely forgot about the other areas that were

"Ahhhhh!"

images and information started to

of this lasted for a split second, but to Jezebeth

"Haa...Haa..."

space. His chest heaved up

He couldn't

did, he

"The akashic records..."

muttered in a

was hazy, but in that information, he was able to learn of the existence of a

The Akashic records.

overlooked the entire

but he had also learned of something else. The bright white light that had just hit him was called a planetary seed, and it was in fact a small fragment of

his mind and realizing a lot of new things, another question emerged in

'...Who am I?'

was how the third question came

A way for him to get the answers he

about his very

it was none other than through breaking the limit and reaching the

that point on that Jezebeth became the Demon King, and his curse

*

what met Jezebeth's sight were two deep blue eyes.

had not seen in

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

'It's been a while...

thought that no one would ever understand him. A time when he

But he was wrong.

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

the

Or so he thought.

Demon King's forehead started to crease. He had finally noticed something. Opening his mouth,

"You're not him."

echoed

little. His demeanor remained impassive

"...Not him?"

"Yes..."

The Demon King nodded.

him started

look like him, but the look in your

once again

feel more alive. You're

look that

It was gone.

standing opposite him was not the person from his memories. He may look

started to grow

***

the Demon King's gaze directed my way,

His pressure was enormous.

cower with

me, it didn't really feel

you've still not completely

Demon King

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

I perfectly understood what he was

future version of

exactly are you looking

I slowly asked.

appearance? Since a dungeon was a pocket dimension inside of the demon realm, I understood how he

of me was just a clone. He was here, yet at the same time, actually

am I

King raised his head.

an old friend, but

there was something

internally. Outwardly, I kept

"...An old friend?"

I repeated slowly.

The Demon King nodded.

"You heard correctly."

his hand and opened

"...A pity."

He once again mumbled.

Rumble— Rumble—

out from the Demon King's body, merging toward the front of his

the black sphere disappeared from

right in

Click—!

sphere split into two, crashing

Booom—! Booom—!

air and the castle started

still locked on the Demon King,

"Angelica, leave now."

what was going on, her

I had no choice.

her here, I couldn't go all

Demon King, I realized just how formidable of an opponent

the

after I sent Angelica away, a familiar face appeared in front of me. It all happened so fast. Without even giving me the chance

in the air and the castle I was

"Puchi!"

red trail of

my body and unsheathed my sword,

Clang—!

ring reverberated throughout the air dispersing the ashen gray clouds in the

I found the Demon King holding

left

internally though. Outwardly, I didn't show it

Crack. Crack. Crack.

of something cracking. I

Dungeon was

was simply far too much for

was then that I suddenly heard a faint

movements, they're not as

voice grew even

was able to process his words, something

BANG—!

ground,

didn't even have the time to

to the back of my throat,

Tok. Tok.

and regular sound

head, I stared at

"Khhh..."

placed my hand on my knee and supported my

a brief moment of time, neither

"Disappointing."

was inevitably broken by the

his head,

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