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.

last moments of his life, he wanted to let the people that had been

it was all a futile

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

"Yo—"

the ground. In an instant, his figure was enveloped by the orb, and his consciousness

his body

he died, he caught sight

die without knowing the answer to

Or so he thought.

didn't know exactly what had happened, but just when he thought he had died, his eyes sprung open and

"This..."

'I'm alive?'

him, his eyes soon paused on a floating metallic scrap beside

the

to before, the box was

pretty much scraps at this point, but as Jezebeth grasped onto the box,

long lost started

"...W...why?"

came out of his mouth

But Jezebeth didn't care.

is this happening to me? What

he continued to

couldn't understand. He couldn't understand

the world reject my

the meaning

was then

have enough time to react and

"Ahhhhh!"

let out an

The pain was reminiscent of having his whole body burned into bits before being regenerated and burned again.

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

"Ahhhhh!"

as different images and information started to insert into

split second, but to Jezebeth it felt like

"Haa...Haa..."

His chest heaved up

strange power enveloped his body. He couldn't quite explain what

while for him to calm down. Once he did, he slowly began to open his

"The akashic records..."

in

of his mind. Most of it was hazy, but in

The Akashic records.

overlooked the

The bright white light that had just hit him was called a

inside his mind and realizing a lot of new things, another

'...Who am I?'

the third question came to

hope. A way for him to get the answers

about his very own

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

Jezebeth became the Demon King, and

*

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

he had not seen in a long

them from where he was standing, the

'It's been a while...

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

But he was wrong.

the same lost look

other than the figure

Or so he thought.

He had

"You're not him."

echoed throughout the

a little. His demeanor remained impassive and

"...Not him?"

"Yes..."

The Demon King nodded.

him started to

look like him, but the look

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

They feel more alive. You're

that was similar to

It was gone.

was not the person from his memories. He may

started to

***

directed my way, I

His pressure was enormous.

anyone cower

it didn't really feel

you've still not

Demon King mumbled to

was extremely soft and had it not been for my now

sound ambiguous, but I

the future version of

are you

I slowly asked.

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

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

I looking

his head. He

an old friend, but

there was something about his sentence that threw me

Outwardly, I kept an

"...An old friend?"

I repeated slowly.

The Demon King nodded.

"You heard correctly."

and opened his palm to

"...A pity."

He once again mumbled.

Rumble— Rumble—

and torrential energy sprung out from the Demon King's body, merging toward the front of his palm, creating

air distorted, and the black

reappeared right in front

Click—!

sound, the sphere split

Booom—! Booom—!

filled the air and

my eyes still locked on the Demon King,

"Angelica, leave now."

realize what was going on, her body

I had no choice.

her here, I

Demon King, I realized just how

get distracted in the middle of

a second after I sent Angelica away, a familiar face appeared in front of me. It all happened so fast. Without even giving me the chance to react, I felt something press against my abdomen and

flung in the air and

"Puchi!"

trail of blood

twisted my body and unsheathed my sword, and swung

Clang—!

air dispersing the ashen gray

again, I found the Demon King holding onto my

left

Outwardly, I didn't show it as my face refused to

Crack. Crack. Crack.

I didn't need to raise my

Dungeon was about to

was simply far too much for the

was then that I suddenly heard a faint whisper

movements, they're not

voice grew

words, something pressed against my back, and

BANG—!

against the ground, my vision turned

have the

the back of my throat, but

Tok. Tok.

regular sound of footsteps

stared at the Demon

"Khhh..."

hand on my knee

brief moment of time, neither one of us

"Disappointing."

the silence was inevitably broken by

his head,

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