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?

the case, then they wouldn't be experiencing nearly as

contrary, their quality of life

if they got rid of him. He knew that he was nothing but a nuisance to

in all, it was the most

do I take

of his mother looking at him with a friendly grin on her face as she turned her head and

kneeled down slightly and caressed

why wouldn't I take care of

I not a

asked, his

mother's expression changed to one of surprise as she listened to his words, and then she smiled broadly and pulled him closer

been more fulfilled now that you're with

embrace of

more confused

him out of his reverie as she suddenly squeezed

right! You spoke! It's such a rare occasion that I didn't

sudden burst of excitement once again

she showing such a reaction

Humans…

far more confusing than

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

from the first life repeated themselves. The demons came,

crouched down and stared at the lifeless body of his mother while he prodded her flesh with

"Why?"

place in

"Kevin, move!"

the side in an effort to protect him from a demon, but

followed by his father dragging him

to take care

poking at the dead

who was not too far away from where he stood,

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

felt emptier than

for some

'Why is that?'

area and placed in an orphanage before he even

and Kevin's progress in strength continued at a steady pace as the years went

*

Twenty five years later.

Kevin found himself standing in front of

same as it had been

Kevin was much more powerful

a little bit; it was by quite

than he had been in his previous life by combining the knowledge he gained from his

from the most skilled instructors,

self in just

look eerily

voice rang throughout the world, his eyes glossing over his body. With a raised

"…You couldn't possibl—"

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

after that, and a powerful wave of energy headed

"Akashic laws…"

didn't last for very long. Instead, he appeared to have realized something, as evidenced by the appearance of

that I need in order to get