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.

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

a futile

our people. Like

"Yo—"

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

felt his body

he died, he caught sight of the box on

die without knowing

Or so he thought.

just when he thought he had died, his eyes sprung

"This..."

'I'm alive?'

around him, his eyes soon paused

this the reason

before, the box was no

was pretty much scraps at this point, but as Jezebeth grasped onto the box, unknowingly, a tear traced down the

that he had long lost started to once again

"...W...why?"

came out of his mouth as

But Jezebeth didn't care.

this happening to me? What

sound came out, he continued to question

understand. He

does the world reject my

meaning of

then that

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

"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

completely

"Ahhhhh!"

different images and information started to insert

a split second, but to Jezebeth it felt

"Haa...Haa..."

body floated in space. His chest heaved up and down unevenly, but

body. He couldn't

he slowly began

"The akashic records..."

in a

inside of his mind. Most of it was hazy, but in that information, he

The Akashic records.

entity that overlooked the entire

The bright white light that had just hit him was called a planetary seed, and it was

out the information inside his mind and realizing a lot of new things, another question

'...Who am I?'

was how the third

he had finally found hope. A way

his

none other than through breaking

from that point on that Jezebeth became the Demon King,

*

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

not seen in

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

'It's been a while...

that no one would ever understand

But he was wrong.

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

was none other than the figure standing

Or so he thought.

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

"You're not him."

voice echoed throughout the

head tilted a little. His demeanor remained impassive and

"...Not him?"

"Yes..."

The Demon King nodded.

around him started to

like him, but the look in your

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

They feel more alive. You're

look that

It was gone.

his memories. He may look the same,

to

***

Demon King's gaze directed my way, I

His pressure was enormous.

cower with

me, it didn't really feel

like you've still not completely awoken

Demon King

for my now enhanced senses, I would've

but I perfectly understood what

was the future version of

are you looking

I slowly asked.

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

figure in front of me was just a clone. He was

I looking

his

looking for an old

Even then, there was something about his sentence that

least internally. Outwardly, I kept

"...An old friend?"

I repeated slowly.

The Demon King nodded.

"You heard correctly."

hand and opened his palm to face

"...A pity."

He once again mumbled.

Rumble— Rumble—

suddenly started to quake, and torrential energy sprung out from the Demon King's body, merging toward the front of

and the black

reappeared right

Click—!

low clicking sound, the sphere split into

Booom—! Booom—!

air and

the Demon King, I

"Angelica, leave now."

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

I had no choice.

I couldn't

that single exchange I had with the Demon King, I realized just

in the

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 my view

knew it, I found myself being flung in the air

"Puchi!"

red trail of

body and unsheathed

Clang—!

the air dispersing the ashen

King holding

left shocked by

though. Outwardly, I didn't show it

Crack. Crack. Crack.

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

was

with the Demon King's was simply far too much for

I suddenly heard a faint whisper in my right

not as

grew

time I was able to process his words, something pressed against

BANG—!

the ground, my

even have the time to

familiar iron taste clung to the back of my throat, but I held it

Tok. Tok.

sound of

stared at

"Khhh..."

hand on my knee and supported

time, neither one

"Disappointing."

silence was inevitably broken by

his head,

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