The Author's POV

Bang—!

A figure crashed against a series of buildings, sending them crumbling to the ground.

With another muffled blast, the figure crashed against the ground, and a crater formed around the area around him.

Following the dispersal of the debris and subsequent clearing of the area, Kevin's haggard figure appeared to be seen standing in the midst of the debris.

His clothing was ripped, and he appeared to have a gaping wound in his chest.

His red eyes gleamed under the red, apocalyptic sun that hung in the sky, matching its intensity.

"How pitifully weak..."

A figure with white hair descended from the sky above him in a slow and collected manner. His presence loomed over the world, and his towering figure oppressed anything within its sights.

He looked no different than a god that had descended upon the mortal world, as his every movement caused the world to shake.

"I'm rather disappointed."

Jezebeth spoke while maintaining eye contact with Kevin, who was standing below him.

His icy stare was filled with what could only be described as disappointment, and he raised his hand.

Palm facing Kevin, he mumbled.

"…If you're really all the records have planned in order to stop me, then I really am disappointed."

Booom—!

The world tore apart, and Kevin's vision grew black.

***

"Come, eat your soup, Kevin."

Kevin's ears rang with the sound of a familiar voice as he looked down and took a quick glance at the meal that was in front of him.

It was a straightforward yellow clear soup mixed with a few different vegetables ranging from carrots, broccoli, and the like.

'It's bland, and the nutritional value is low…'

Kevin thought as he brought the soup to his mouth.

The taste of the soup was extremely bland, and it never seemed to fill him, even though he was once again five years old.

The only reason he never grumbled was because he understood that this was the best his caretakers had to offer.

A simple vegetable soup.

Kevin, in all candor, did not comprehend why the records would assign him to such inept caretakers; however, he was not programmed to question the system's decision-making.

The only thing he needed to do was follow orders.

But…

"Why do you take care of me?"

There was still a lingering sense of curiosity in his heart, and he just couldn't help but bring himself to ask his caretaker the one question that had been in his mind ever since his first life.

Why would such a creature risk so much in taking care of him when they couldn't even take care of themselves?

Wouldn't it be more appropriate for them if they just abandoned him and lived for themselves?

were the case, then they wouldn't be experiencing nearly as much suffering as they were right

contrary, their quality of life for them would significantly

but a burden, and Kevin wouldn't really think anything of it if they got rid of him. He knew that he was

was the most

I take care

a friendly grin on her face as she turned her head and lightly

she kneeled down slightly and caressed

your mother; why wouldn't I take

not a

his face

his words, and then she smiled

ever be a burden. My life has never been more fulfilled now

warm embrace of his mother,

was more confused than

out of his

a rare occasion that

burst of excitement

is she showing such a

Humans…

more confusing than he

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

themselves. The demons came, and

the lifeless body of his mother while he prodded her flesh

"Why?"

place in

"Kevin, move!"

to the side in an effort to protect him

the dismemberment of his mother, followed by his father

you didn't have to take care of

poking at the dead

was not too far away from where he stood, was completely mangled,

the ground and stared at his mother and father for an undetermined amount of

heart felt

felt like this, but for some strange reason, he felt even

'Why is that?'

placed in

how it had been before, and Kevin's progress in strength continued at a steady pace

*

Twenty five years later.

again, Kevin found himself

same as it had been in

his previous life, Kevin was much more

little bit; it was

been in his previous life by combining the knowledge he gained from his previous life with the system given to him

received instruction from the most skilled

just a

look eerily

glossing over his body. With a raised eyebrow,

"…You couldn't possibl—"

finish his sentence, Kevin's hand was already raised, and a white hue began to emerge from it. It covered the entire world around

that, and

"Akashic laws…"

of shock on Jezebeth's face didn't last for very long. Instead, he appeared to have realized something, as evidenced

I need in