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.

wanted to let the people that had

it was all a futile attempt from

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

"Yo—"

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

felt his

he died, he caught sight

will die without knowing the answer

Or so he thought.

happened, but just when he thought he had

"This..."

'I'm alive?'

around him, his eyes soon paused on a floating

this the reason

to before, the box was no longer

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

long lost started to

"...W...why?"

out

But Jezebeth didn't care.

me? What is the purpose of

sound came out, he continued to question his very

He couldn't understand

the world reject

the meaning of

was then that

quickly headed his way. Before Jezebeth could have enough time to react and make out what was happening, the ball landed on his body,

"Ahhhhh!"

let out

exploded in his head with a blinding whiteness. It made him dizzy. It made him reel. The pain was reminiscent of

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

"Ahhhhh!"

screamed as different images and information started to insert into his

of this lasted for a split second, but to Jezebeth

"Haa...Haa..."

His chest heaved up and down unevenly, but

strange power enveloped his body. He couldn't quite

calm down. Once he did, he slowly began to open

"The akashic records..."

muttered in a soft

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

The Akashic records.

overlooked the entire

he had also learned of something else. The bright white light that had just hit him was called a

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

'...Who am I?'

third question

found hope. A way for him

about his

none other than through breaking the limit and reaching

point on that Jezebeth became

*

two deep blue eyes. They were a familiar set of

he had not

he gazed into them from where he was standing, the edges of

'It's been a while...

ever understand him. A time when he thought

But he was wrong.

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

was none other than the

Or so he thought.

had finally noticed something.

"You're not him."

echoed

head tilted a little. His demeanor remained

"...Not him?"

"Yes..."

The Demon King nodded.

him

may look like him, but the look in your

a little. He once again carefully scrutinized Ren from

They feel more

lost look that was

It was gone.

opposite him was not the person from his memories. He may look the same, but he wasn't

to grow

***

directed my way,

His pressure was enormous.

make anyone cower

to me, it didn't really feel

still not completely

King

was extremely soft and had it not been for my now enhanced senses, I

ambiguous, but I perfectly

future version

exactly are you looking

I slowly asked.

Demon King's appearance? Since a dungeon was a pocket dimension inside of

just

I looking

raised his head.

looking for an old friend, but

disappointed. Even then, there was something about his sentence that

least internally. Outwardly, I

"...An old friend?"

I repeated slowly.

The Demon King nodded.

"You heard correctly."

opened

"...A pity."

He once again mumbled.

Rumble— Rumble—

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

and the black

soon reappeared right in front

Click—!

clicking sound, the sphere split into

Booom—! Booom—!

air and the castle started to

eyes still locked on the Demon King, I waved my

"Angelica, leave now."

the chance to realize what was going on, her body was sent

I had no choice.

her here, I

exchange I had with the Demon King, I realized just how formidable of an

get distracted in the middle of

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

myself being flung in the air and the

"Puchi!"

trail of blood followed

body and unsheathed

Clang—!

air dispersing the ashen gray clouds

again, I found the Demon King

left shocked by

though. Outwardly, I didn't show

Crack. Crack. Crack.

cracking. I didn't need

Dungeon was about

was simply far too much

suddenly heard

movements, they're not

grew

his words, something pressed against my

BANG—!

the ground, my vision

even have the time

to the back of my throat, but I held it in by

Tok. Tok.

crunchy and regular sound

head, I stared at the Demon King

"Khhh..."

placed my hand on

moment of time, neither one

"Disappointing."

silence was inevitably broken

head, he

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