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.

long it will take for your other self to completely fuse with your current self. If by that time the current you has still not killed the Akashic holder, the other part of you will take over and end both of your

as Jezebeth extended his

tattoo resembling a crown began to form on Ren's wrist. His face twisted

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

believed all

much of a potential problem he could pose to him

didn't work out, then he would always have a couple of

nature to be

stop him from achieving

time for us to part. Don't forget about what

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

smiled when

ticking and you don't have much time left. Whether you

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

that Jezebeth saw was his terrifying glare that was filled with bloodlust. After that, a

of

I have just killed

Jezebeth started to

back at the glare, Jezebeth

starting to doubt himself a little. I mean, how could he

who could stand on an equal level with him. There was no way he would treat him the same as

offer, "he" will seize control and commit suicide in four years. If, however, he does not commit 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

This feeling…

clenched his

'I don't like this.'

his caliber to feel this type of

unsettling, and right now even his

"I need something else.."

quietly murmured to

then that he realized that he needed something else to completely feel in

of the events on

"Hmm…"

middle of the room, while deeply contemplating the matter, Jezebeth scanned the room

that moment, a startling notion crossed his mind as his eyes shone a bright red hue. After a while, wearing a

"What if…"

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him so

full of scars and broken equipment, an immature, borderline childish voice

looked at the portal with worry in

quite a while since he had left the planet and he had returned to

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

he wasn't the only one who was back as everyone else was also back. Everyone apart

that, Smallsnake, and Ren were also

you say that Smallsnake was waiting at

was speaking, turned to face Amanda who nodded in response to her query. She seemed

I remember seeing Smallsnake. I told him to keep the portal open for when Ren

"I see…"

Angelica nodded her head.

of

were with Ren. Why didn't you go

her lips when she heard

a little, she softly

want to hold

shooting, Amanda was able to help him get to the top level more quickly, but she soon realized that she would only be getting in the

with him, she couldn't stand to

too suffocating to

"The portal is reacting!"

of her thoughts by Ryan's yell as ripples

in the room instantly turned to

especially excited as he

made