The Author's POV

"Uwa! Uwa!"

A newborn infant's cries reverberated in the background as two gentle hands wrapped around the small frame of its body in an attempt to soothe its cries.

"Hush, Kevin, don't cry. Mommy's with you."

'Is this what it feels like to be a newborn human?'

Kevin's crimson eyes stared at his two small hands that were reaching out, grasping the air above him for some unknown reason.

In the instant that Kevin was born, he already knew his mission.

From the moment he felt the gentle embrace of his mother's warm hands as she wrapped them around his body and surrounded him with warmth, he was aware of the purpose behind his existence as well as the mission that he had to complete.

'Defeat Jezebeth.'

The cancer that the records were afraid of. The one singular entity that was disrupting the balance of the universe.

…That was his sole and only purpose for existing.

"Why is his hair white, and why are his eyes red?"

Kevin, who had just been born, heard his parents' shocked and bewildered voices as they drifted gently in and out of his field of hearing.

When he looked up, he saw the faces of two people, one male and one female, looking down at him with curiosity.

'These must be the people who have birthed me.'

Kevin pondered as he observed the two humans, who were staring at him with confused expressions. They had relatively delicate facial features, but their clothing appeared unremarkable, and they appeared somewhat filthy.

From what Kevin could gather, their names were Margaret and Johnathan. At least, that was what they seemed to call each other.

In spite of their filthy appearances, they had friendly expressions, and the sight of their smiles was not displeasing to the eyes. At least to Kevin, but he didn't seem to care all that much about it.

In his mind, these were the two beings that would help him gain a foothold in this world before he could finally mature and leave on his own.

He didn't have any particular attachment to them.

"The DNA test says that it is our child; maybe he was just born with some strange illness or something along those lines? ...I'm not entirely sure."

The man on the left, who appeared to be his father, was seen tenderly caressing the woman, who was described as having brown eyes and long black hair.

Her features were soft, and Kevin couldn't quite put his finger on what it was that made her smile so compelling.

Nor did he care to understand.

"But if there is one thing that I'm sure about..."

As Kevin's father leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek, the top of Kevin's head dampened.

"...it's that he's our son."

***

"I'm sure it was an accident. He definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Kevin stood by and watched as his mother pleaded in front of three people.

The subject of everyone's attention right now was a young child who stood in the middle of the other two adults and appeared to have tears forming in his eyes.

"An accident?"

A round woman with curly yellow hair and an angry and repulsed expression on her face pointed an accusatory finger at her young child while raising her voice.

"How are you going to explain this?"

Her finger touched the child's eye, which was currently black.

"Your delinquent child punched my child for no apparent reason! How can you explain to me the black eye on his face?"

"That..."

Margeret looked at the eye for a moment, and she turned to look at Kevin. Biting her lips, she asked.

"Kevin, did you do this?"

"..."

Kevin remained silent and simply looked at her the whole time.

He had never actually punched the child in the first place. It was another bigger kid, but the victim decided to lie and shift the blame for the attack onto Kevin out of fear for the bigger kid.

Kevin could tell right away that saying anything would be pointless; it would probably go to death's ears.

The people here weren't looking for the real culprit but for someone to blame the situation to.

With Kevin being the preferred target due to his background.

In addition, because this establishment was in a rather poor condition, there were no cameras to provide evidence to support his claim.

Talking was a waste of energy.

"See, your child isn't even denying it!"

The woman yelled and pointed angrily at Margaret, whose face suddenly turned pale.

"He...he didn't even say anything. How can you just―"

"Oh, stop it! We both know your autistic son did it!"

As soon as the word "autistic" was mentioned, Margaret's face immediately froze, and she began to bite her lips more forcefully while murmuring in a voice that was only audible enough for Kevin to hear.

son is not

to make up for what your son

slowly stood up. She

convey the words, 'Everything is fine; I'll handle this,' but it looked more forced

"How much?"

"How much what?"

arms. Margaret repeated herself, pulling out a small, worn-out purple

the

attempting to remain steady. Despite

for a short while, during which she stole a quick glance

I'll let this matter slide if

"5..500U"

hand stiffened, and her

wallet, pulling out a banknote, and slowly passing it to the other woman, who quickly snatched it away

"I'll take that."

grin of contentment. It was clear to Kevin that this was the woman's real goal from the very beginning and that they had just been

let matters

glance, the woman turned around and walked away with her son, leaving Kevin and his

she

this as he looked at his mother with

why her mother

money. The worst-case scenario was that he would be expelled from kindergarten, but it wasn't

addition, he avoided them on purpose so they wouldn't become too attached, as he didn't care about them, but for some reason, they refused to ignore

'Why is that?'

Kevin wondered.

"C..ome, let's go Kevin"

was dragged out of the corridor by the hand and led to the building's exterior, where a man dressed

his face as

it…is there anything wrong

all...I've managed to sort out

said with a forced smile

her

must've directly rushed from work. Will you be

emergency with Kevin. He's understanding. At most

his bright yellow hat and scratched the top of his head before putting

on time. Hehe, I think the situation would've been worse had they seen the clothes that I'm wearing. Those kids

"You're right…"

on her face. Tugging Kevin by the hand, she nudged with

about we go

was then that

them, and the ground beneath them

Beep―! Beep―! Beep―!

from an azure color to a red color, and the alarms of the cars around them started to

"What's going on?"

"What's happening?"

first thing the couple did was bring

with looks of confusion

the air,

"It's the demons."

crimson eyes gleaming under the moonlight. His parents showed startled looks the moment Kevin spoke as they both snapped their heads to

"What did you say?"

What are

didn't answer and continued to stare at the sky with an

"Kyaaaa!"

a dark humanoid creature that appeared in the air and a red ecliptical sun that shone down upon the world and

resounded throughout the atmosphere as buildings

"Haaaaa!!"

"Someone help me!"

Rumble―!

anarchy—flames that seemed to burn endlessly consumed

a normal, peaceful day in a small village located not too far away from Ashton city turned into a scene straight

minutes, the world crumbled apart,

Fwuap―! Fwuap―!

in the air and arrogantly watched as some humans

that unfolded below them exemplified hopelessness

by his parents through the streets of the village in a solemn and hushed manner as they ran along

"Huff...huff...Honey, quick, over here!"

from a building,

off in the distance, and they made their way there

Crash―!

his foot to forcefully break through a wooden door that led to the small house, and then he immediately

Kevin down, Johnathan put his finger on his mouth

you don't make a

"There is no p—"

remain

placed her hand over Kevin's mouth and fought back the tears that were streaming

make

the solemn expressions on his parents' faces, he merely closed his eyes and maintained his

that, there was complete and utter silence throughout the neighborhood for the

'What pointless actions.'

to tell them that staying here would only prove fatal, but seeing that they were refusing to listen to him,

particularly feel anything out of

not last

Booom—!

of the house where they were all together, startling

the house to shatter, which led

"Get down!"

his wife with his body,

"khhhh...ahhhh"

up in everyone's ears a few seconds after the explosion went off,

"Ugh...Kh..."