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

Secretly he smiled.

of the 'White death' some unknown that had been terrorizing the

made Count

he stood up

do, make sure you

Bang—!

could even finish his sentence, they heard the sound of a loud explosion echo from outside of the room

Everyone instantly became alarmed.

"He's already here."

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

his arms

how strong you

Bang—! Bang—!

a matter of seconds, the sound of explosions became closer and closer. Everyone in the room had stood up by now, and thick

"What's going on?"

stepped forward with a solemn look on his face. His eyes never

closer was

It was then that...

Booom—!

burst apart,

"The audacity!"

Count Nukutan became enraged.

"Attack!"

to see who broke the door, Count Nukutan ordered everyone to

wait for the enemy to appear. From the moment the door opened, he had

everyone inside of the room woke up from their stupor and did as he

as the room started to quake, and

"Die you bastard!"

screamed as he watched his subordinate's relentless attacks head toward the door. He, of course, didn't simply

attacks. He did not hold back in any

Rumble—! Rumble—!

demons caused the whole room to shake uncontrollably, and it wasn't long before the

of the demons cared as they continued to

persisted for quite a bit before Count Nekutus raised his hand and

"Stop."

stopped attacking. Although he couldn't see as the raised dust was covering his vision,

"This should do it."

long breath and finally relaxed his shoulders, but it was then that he heard a voice

"You guys done?"

"Huh?"

happened, it was already too late as

Click—!

after the clicking sound was a white flash, and his vision turned

get

was during the last moments of his life that he finally understood the meaning behind the nickname. But it was already too late for him as a hand reached out for his core, and

Crack—!

***

you're a lot faster than when

"Right..."

away, I

me asked as he sat on

you like your

"Don't bother."

thinking about the ridiculous nickname the demons attached to me made me want to kill

where they came from, but I would've rather have had

well, I

with my

months that I had spent here, I realized that I had indeed grown a lot. My rank may have not grown during the time that I

over my arts, or my

had never experienced such fast growth before, and this was none

future version of

the best, he was probably the best teacher that I have ever had. His explanations were pretty much tailor-made for me, and during these short months,

was quite

feeling of vividly seeing your strength rise