The Author's POV

"hmmm…"

Jezebeth scowled as he fixed his gaze on Ren, who appeared to have lost his soul.

'…Is this really how he used to be?'

Overlapping his image with the image of the man he knew, Jezebeth only felt disgust.

"To think that the death of someone so insignificant was all it took to reduce you into this state…"

In reality, it most likely wasn't just that. He was currently in this mental condition as a result of discovering the genuine facts about his existence and the death of one his comrades.

The man he knew was someone that closely resembled him. Someone that would do anything to achieve his goals.

It was exactly because he was like this that Jezebeth liked him.

Unfortunately, this version of him that was before him was a far cry from the figure he remembered.

In any case, this didn't concern Jezebeth.

'Should I just kill him?'

In that split moment, he had the sudden urge to end him right here and there. In the first place, the only reason he was keeping him alive was to save himself some trouble as well as time, but it wasn't really necessary.

He had already won. All he needed to do was just wait six years and the Akashic records would be his.

...Just six years.

'No, now is not a good idea.'

It took quite a bit of willpower to stop himself from killing him.

Calming himself down, Jezebeth suddenly noticed that Ren was now glaring in his direction. A powerful and chilling pressure started to expand from out of his body. One that even made Jezebeth's spine tingle.

"Oh?"

His head tilted a little as the edges of his lips curled a little.

"Someone looks a little displeased."

A little would be an exaggeration. Currently, it looked as though wanted to eat him alive. That look…it was not bad.

'Too bad now is not the right time.'

Jezebeth thought while he shook his head.

Focusing his attention toward the portal in the distance, he motioned in the air with his fingers and Ren's figure slowly floated in the air. The previous pressure that was coming out from his body disappeared just like that.

The current Ren was nothing but a bug in his eyes.

"Regrettably, I don't have time to entertain your rage."

Motioning with his finger, Ren's body slowly headed in his direction. Coming to a stop in front of him, Jezebeth scratched his neck a little before his eyes squinted.

"Don't forget the advice I gave you earlier. Everything will vanish if you kill "him." You will have the option of either dying or living, depending on which of you chooses."

He spoke with a hushed voice and an icy tone. One that sounded like a thousands snakes were hissing at the same time in Ren's ears.

Extending his hand, he pressed it against Ren's forehead. A gentle glow enveloped the room.

Feeling Ren's soul, he mumbled.

"Four years."

Removing the palm of his hand away from Ren, Jezebeth took a step back.

Then, staring straight into Ren's eyes, he began to mutter.

If by that time the current you has still not killed the Akashic holder, the other part of you will take over and

extended his hand and

wrist. His face twisted in pain, but no sound escaped from his mouth as

into your bloodstream just in case, in four years, something does occur and 'he' refuses to take control of your body or you two come to an agreement. When four years have gone and you haven't passed away, the curse I set in you will automatically come to fruition, and you will pass away in

wasn't someone that believed all his

free, he understood just how much of a potential problem he could pose to him

didn't work out, then he

nature to be

stop him from achieving his

for us to part. Don't forget about what we've

Jezebeth patted Ren on the cheek as Ren's body floated slowly towards the direction of the portal in the distance. Throughout

when he

is ticking and you don't have much time left. Whether you live or die,

palm forward, Ren's body shot toward the portal that was

terrifying glare that was filled with

only after a couple of seconds passed

have just

Jezebeth started to

the glare, Jezebeth had an

I mean, how

an equal level with him. There was no way

suicide, the curse I cast upon him should finish the job for me. Additionally, as the akashic holder is the only person capable of killing me, there is no need to worry about him harming me in any way after he kills

This feeling…

his

'I don't like this.'

Jezebeth. For someone of his caliber to feel this

right now even his backup plan didn't seem as

"I need something else.."

murmured to

he needed something else to completely feel in

able to turn the tides of the events on the off-chance that something wrong happened,

"Hmm…"

while deeply contemplating

long before they paused in a certain direction. At that moment, a startling notion crossed his mind as his eyes shone a bright red hue. After a while, wearing a thin smile on his face, Jezebeth

"What if…"

***

taking him

of scars and broken equipment,

Ryan looked at the portal with worry

been quite a while since he had left the planet and he had

discovered his mercenary headquarters in a deplorable state. Nearly everything was damaged, and Ryan believed that the entire warehouse would have been lost in the annals of

who was back as everyone else was also back.

Smallsnake, and Ren were also still not

was waiting at the

pacing the room, a loud, distinct voice resounded across the space. Angelica, who was speaking, turned to face Amanda who nodded in response to her query. She seemed rather

I told him to keep the portal open for

"I see…"

Angelica nodded her head.

couple of seconds, she frowned

I recalled, you were with Ren.

lips when she heard

her head a little, she softly

I didn't want to

but she soon realized that she would only be getting in the way from that

at the conversation she had with him, she couldn't stand to stay

felt too suffocating

"The portal is reacting!"

out of her thoughts by Ryan's yell as ripples started to develop on the portal across

in the room instantly turned to focus

as he looked

like they've made it