The Author's POV

"It looks like there's a limit to how much I can influence him with my sealed powers. At the rate that he's progressing, he will die early. Maybe if I find a way to weaken his soul temporarily, I will be able to have a greater influence on him..."

Upon muttering those words, Kevin watched as the black threads danced around the white orb and started to attack it.

After striking the orb, the threads bounced back, leaving it completely undamaged. The sight caused Kevin's brows to furrow.

"I don't seem to have enough power to damage his soul, so I'll have to find another way."

Feeling his hand pull away from the orb, Kevin felt his body take a step back. After that, he continued to stare at the orb for two more loops. He seemed to be paying particular attention to each and every one of the details in each loop.

"I see."

Right before the second loop started, Kevin once again felt his hand pull toward the orb.

"...I think I've found a way."

With the fade of his words, the loop repeated, and Kevin watched the same events unfold once more.

It was only after Ren woke up from the come after having fought with Everblood that Ren finally took action as Kevin felt his body move.

Taking a step forward and placing his hand on the orb, Kevin softly mumbled.

"Let's see if it works."

Black threads sprang from the ground, covering the entire orb. After that, just as he wished, while selecting the skills from the long list of skills in the black market, Ren eventually chose a particular skill. Picking it up from one of the bookshelves, he slowly began to turn the book around.

"A skill that enables users to erase all emotions, and act as a supreme monarch that only calculates the best option regardless of circumstance."

Mumbling those words, Kevin felt the chains that were binding his body rattle wildly. Clearly, Ren was trying to pull something.

Clank. Clank.

But Ren didn't care as he eventually closed his eyes, stopping Kevin from seeing anything.

Amidst the darkness, he was only able to hear two words.

They rang clearly inside his head.

"Monarch Indifference."

***

'I don't get it.'

'What's going on?'

'What am I seeing?'

'...Is what I'm seeing real?'

Amanda's mind was in a state of disarray as she watched the memories play out in front of her. It was difficult for her to comprehend what was happening.

At one moment she saw Ren standing in front of a funeral, mourning the death of his parents, while the next moment, she saw the weather change alongside the time and seasons.

Recalling the hand that reached out to grab Ren's head, Amanda knew that he was looking at his memories.

There was only one problem.

Ren's parents never died. She was especially sure of this. After all, she had been with them not too long ago, and she had gotten quite close to them.

Their death would've surely been known to her.

'...Ren must've somehow found a way to fake his memories.'

That was the only conclusion that Amanda could come up with upon further thinking. How else would it explain what she was seeing?

Other than this, she really couldn't think of anything else.

...Or so she thought.

'Because I killed them.'

'Conclusion of trial 209, upon killing everyone that Kevin held dear, he fell into a state of emotional turmoil. Assessing the situation, I decided to terminate the loop. Based on my calculations, the possibility of him defeating the Demon King was beneath 1%. It wasn't worth continuing.'

'Trial 210, goal, kill anyone that Kevin was close to in the previous loop before he comes in contact with them in this loop. Same goes for my family. It's better if they die early.'

Scenes began to replay in front of her, and the confidence she had in her previous theory started to dwindle.

'What's going on?'

more, questions began to emerge inside of her head. What she was seeing...was simply too much for

seemed to be a world filled with devastation and

outcome that

are you talking

humanity! What's the point of killing him when there's

"...Because I don't care."

didn't understand a single thing

...and what are they talking

way they talked...it just didn't make

Clank. Clank. Clank.

that chains began to spring out of the ground, before binding the

enough

'What's that?'

numb, a white

'No, that's not him.'

couple of seconds for Amanda to realize that whoever was in the white orb

body, Amanda watched 'Ren's' life slowly unfold before her

watched, the less the thoughts in her

numb, and she stopped processing what was

seeing...was

specific scene started to replay in

'This place.'

large hall. Looking

Opposite her was Elijah.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

across the hall. Amanda couldn't feel the pain that came from

was the scene in which she first met Ren, and it was here that

Click

"Checkmate."

faint from the slaps, Ren woke up and killed Elijah while he was injured from

he walked up next to her and he knocked

more, she found herself in front of the same demon from

along the

he slowly bent

anything you would like for me to

"Yes."

head nod, as Ren's

Droix, and give her a hint that I'm the one

"Angelica?"

"That's correct."

suddenly found herself standing in front

a weird state. Recalling the scenes from before, she couldn't

exactly is he

What

It didn't make sense!

she understood. She just didn't want to come to terms with what

She just couldn't.

her to accept what she was seeing, she would also have to accept

'No, it's not.'

strange feeling engulfed her

long as her attention was soon caught by what was displayed on the

seems like nothing escapes your perception, Madam Matriarch, or would you prefer it

while staring at a figure that Amanda was able

'It's her...'

was pale and her hair seemed to be a mess, Amanda could never forget the demoness in

like you have

the opposite building, Amanda silently watched

heart, she understood just how important this scene

better not be playing

need to be

black orb like object. It

that didn't seem to be

here Matriarch...I may have a clue with regards to who is

head. Taking out a picture from out of thin air, Everblood lightly threw it

glanced at it. On it, a picture of a youth with jet-black hair and deep

at Everblood,

"Who is this?"

Smiling, Everblood didn't respond.

her eyes close once more, she found herself back

before she knew it, feeling