The Author's POV

The sky was filled with a brilliant and enormous orange sun. The size of the sun was so enormous that it appeared to fill up half of the sky, turning the blue sky a muted orange color as a result.

A little table in white was perched on top of a vibrant patch of foliage. Jezebeth observed the landscape in front of him while he relaxed on a small chair.

"Human tea isn't too bad."

He held a small teacup in his hand. One that was opaque black in color and only filled halfway with a transparent green substance.

Jezebeth refilled his cup with more tea as he observed the calm and peaceful setting that had descended upon the surrounding places.

"Isn't this nice?"

Jezebeth muttered something under his breath as he removed the teacup from his grasp and placed it on the table.

The scenery before him was stunning.

Jezebeth felt this location to be very calming due to the presence of the enormous mountains in the distance that extended all the way to the clouds and the birds that could be heard chirping all around him.

A pleasant breeze was blowing through his body as he looked off into the distance and saw large trees that towered over the landscape.

Everything felt so peaceful and tranquil...

Especially when compared to the demon world, which felt rather stuffy for him.

Jezebeth, while silently mumbling to himself, picked up the teacup with his hand once again and crossed his legs.

"It pains me to know that I will soon have to bring about the destruction of this world. If it had been feasible, I would have kept it, but unfortunately, in order for me to do what I set out to do, I have no choice but to destroy this planet. "

He let out a sad sigh when he said those words.

After putting the teacup down once more, Jezebeth lifted his head to take in the orange-tinged blue sky and the enormous sun that was hanging in the sky.

Grasping his chin with his hand, he mumbled to himself.

"…This should be the third last planet that I need to destroy before seizing all of the fragments, right?"

There was a trace of uncertainty in his voice as he said these words.

As a result of the fact that his memories had not yet been completely restored, he was unsure of the actual number of worlds that remained in his path of destruction. Three was his current estimate, but it could definitely be more than that.

It was necessary to point out that there were a great number of planets in the universe, and that it was not possible for him to destroy them all. The only type of planets he was interested in finding were the ones that concealed the planetary seed, also referred to as Akashic fragments.

They were his main source of strength and the key that would lead him to the Akashic records.

He was close.

He was practically on the cusp of achieving his objective. He had never been this close to actually getting his hands on the records in his entire life, but at the same time, he had an exceedingly dreadful foreboding that kept him alert at all times.

"…Just why can't he kill me?"

Jezebeth realized one thing after recovering part of his memories after consuming additional fragments; Kevin was refusing to kill him. For whatever reason, he seemed adamant about keeping him alive.

....And it was for this exact reason that made Jezebeth felt uneasy.

"What exactly are you planning? …and what exactly am I missing?"

No matter how hard he tried to understand what was going on, he just couldn't get his head around it.

it perhaps be

sudden thought while he drummed his fingers over

he was

Although he

The two of them…

perhaps be someone that

mind. However,

It was unlikely.

this was related to the records. They were probably the reason why Kevin refused to

may be far fetched,

Jezebeth furrowed his brows.

of so many of their fragments, it's possible that they have become apprehensive of me and maybe every creature in the universe. Do they have some kind of plan in mind that only Kevin knows? One frightening enough to leave Kevin with no choice but to continue regressing over and over again... Is this why he is refusing to

the tea till

true, what does Ren

Jezebeth's brows furrowed.

occurred to him and his brows jumped

goal

tilted his head a little. All sorts of ideas started

the records, it is safe to presume that he cannot harm them in any manner possible. What if Ren was his solution to the problems? What would happen if he surreptitiously transferred his power over the regressions such that one day he would end

once his thoughts paused

wouldn't be this crazy,

regressions and have Ren go

him as Jezebeth

he broke out in an unexpected fit

"Pfttt..."

resounded across the world as

"Hahahahahah."

Rumble—! Rumble—!

the depths of the globe and splattered against the expansive plains that comprised the world. In the space of just a few

of this came as a result of

achieved some level of composure, restrained his

"What an absurd hypothesis."

while he took a look at the

was a very absurd hypothesis that didn't quite make sense, yet made sense

never stopped to consider how it was possible for a human being with no connections to the records to become so powerful. After all, the record set

it, but rather as a precaution to

to think that another human being

Ren has white hair while Kevin

who used to

it a strange coincidence, or was there

was curious to

"…Well, that's too bad."

he looked

to happen anyway. He felt no pity for the inhabitants

let's wrap

stood up from his seat and

seemingly insignificant movement. As the ground continued to press together and lava

vanished into the vastness of space. When he

"Come over here."

the palm of his hand right after. Grasping it with

"Haaaa…"

flew from the seed and made its way into Jezebeth's mouth. The scene was reminiscent of someone