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?

be experiencing nearly as much suffering as they

their quality of life for them

Kevin wouldn't really think anything of it if they got rid

in all, it was the most logical

take

fleeting glimpse of his mother looking at him with a friendly grin on her face as she

he was, she kneeled down slightly and caressed his

why wouldn't I take care

not

his

mother's expression changed to one of surprise as she listened to his words,

My life has never been more fulfilled now that you're

embrace of

more

was what broke him out of his reverie as she suddenly squeezed him

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

of excitement once

such a

Humans…

creatures far more confusing than

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

the first life repeated themselves.

down and stared at the lifeless body of his mother while he

"Why?"

taken place in

"Kevin, move!"

remember his mother pushing him to the side in an effort to protect him from

of his mother, followed by his father dragging

take care of me. Why did you do something so

poking at the dead carcass of

where he stood, was completely mangled,

father for an

heart felt emptier

this, but for some strange reason,

'Why is that?'

placed in an orphanage before he even had a chance to realize a

to how it had been before, and Kevin's progress

*

Twenty five years later.

found himself

expressionless face was the same as it

when compared to his previous life, Kevin was much more powerful in

by a little bit; it was by quite

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

instruction from the most skilled instructors, which contributed

he could swat his former self in just a couple of moves. He had

look eerily

the world, his eyes glossing over his body. With

"…You couldn't possibl—"

raised, and a white hue began to emerge from it. It covered the entire world

not long after that, and a powerful wave

"Akashic laws…"

long. Instead, he appeared to have realized something, as evidenced by the appearance of a faint smile on

I need