The Author's POV

"How's the situation?"

A grating voice echoed throughout a small room that was dimly lit by a couple of candles that sat atop an old wooden table.

The voice belonged to Count Nukutan, the leader of the Avidity branch. One of the largest sub-branches of the greed clan residing in the demon world.

There were in total seven clans residing in the demon world, and they were all covered by a Duke-ranked demon. Only a select few could be members of the main clan. The rest would be thrown into different branches governed by the clan.

Each branch differed in strength, and in general, a clan had over twenty branches with two or three being their main branches.

The Avidity branch, being one of those three for the Greed clan.

A tense and somber atmosphere enveloped the room as Count Nukutan scanned the room.

Sitting beside him were multiple figures who looked back at him with respectful and subservient gazes.

"How is it possible that after all this time, you've still not caught him?"

His voice couldn't help but raise. There was visible frustration in his voice as he glared at everyone in the room.

About four months ago, out of nowhere, a figure appeared out of nowhere and started hunting different sub-branches.

Most shockingly was the fact that no one knew who the figure was.

The reason for this was because wherever he went, he would leave as fast as he came.

No.

This wasn't exactly right.

'The white death.'

Count Nukutan muttered underneath his breath.

That was his nickname. This was the nickname of the individual responsible for destroying several demon sub-branches.

No one knew exactly what he looked like, but to those that have managed to survive, they all said the same thing.

'Before everything happened, a bright white flash of light covered our vision and by the time we regained our vision, all we saw were the dead bodies of our comrades.'

Count Nukutan quite frankly did not believe these recounts at all.

They were most likely exaggerations made by those that survived in order to create an excuse for their failure and preserve that little pride of theirs.

Just the thought made Count Nukutan scoff.

"As if anyone would believe in your lies.."

That said.

The commotion that was created due to this was loud enough to alert the main clans. This was quite frankly terrible news for Count Nukutan.

If he was unable to get rid of this so-called 'White death,' and the main clan was forced to act, Count Nukutan may find his position be put in jeopardy.

And simply put, he didn't want that.

Just the thought caused his face to twist. Raising his head to meet the eyes of everyone present, a heavy pressure bore down on the room.

"I'll ask again, how is the situation regarding the white death?"

"Everything seems to be going just as planned."

Replying to him was another figure sitting next to him. There were hints of ridicule in his voice, but despite that, he still made sure to be respectful when addressing Count Nukutan.

"According to our predictions, 'he' should be here anytime soon. We've already sent out a unit to get rid of him. We won't make the same mistake as the other branches."

"That's good."

Count Nukutan nodded his head in satisfaction.

too long. Let's get rid of this pest and get this

Secretly he smiled.

a great opportunity for him. If he managed to get rid of the 'White death' some unknown that had been terrorizing the demon realm for quite a while, he might even be able to

thought made Count Nekutan

this conclusion, he stood up

you do, make sure you

Bang—!

they heard the sound of a loud explosion echo from outside

Everyone instantly became alarmed.

"He's already here."

a bit faster than Count Nukutan had expected. Nevertheless, it was still within

arms together,

how strong

Bang—! Bang—!

and closer. Everyone in the room had stood up by

"What's going on?"

a solemn look on

closer was a lot faster than he anticipated. Did something

It was then that...

Booom—!

another explosion, the door burst apart, and

"The audacity!"

Count Nukutan became enraged.

"Attack!"

the door, Count Nukutan ordered everyone

appear. From the moment the door opened, he had already ordered

from their stupor and did as he asked. Raising their hands, or dashing toward the door, everyone

door one after another as the room started

"Die you bastard!"

relentless attacks head toward the door.

out multiple attacks. He did not hold back in any of his attacks as powerful

Rumble—! Rumble—!

to shake uncontrollably, and it

demons cared as

bit before Count Nekutus raised his

"Stop."

he couldn't see as the raised dust was covering

"This should do it."

and finally relaxed his shoulders, but

"You guys done?"

"Huh?"

time Count Nukutan realized what had happened, it was already too late as the last thing he heard was a

Click—!

a white flash,

I get

meaning behind the nickname. But it was already too late for him as a hand reached out for his core, and crushed it into

Crack—!

***

lot faster than when you

"Right..."

I brushed my

sat on one

do you like

"Don't bother."

attached to me made me want to kill

came from, but I

well, I can't have

pleased with my rate of

grown a lot. My rank may have not grown during the time

over my arts, or my experience, my growth had

growth before, and this was none

the future

that I have ever had. His explanations were pretty much tailor-made for me, and during these short months, I found myself soaking up knowledge like never

quite

seeing your strength rise in such a