The Author's POV

Chapter 687

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

of life for

of it if they got rid

all, it was

I take

a friendly

was, she kneeled down slightly

your mother; why wouldn't I

I not a

his face

she listened to his words, and then she

more fulfilled now that you're with me. I'm sure your father

embrace of his mother, Kevin didn't say

was more

what broke him out of his reverie as she

rare

burst of excitement once again

she showing such a reaction for such

Humans…

were creatures far more confusing

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

from the first life repeated themselves. The demons

the lifeless body of his mother while

"Why?"

that had taken place in the subsequent minutes and seconds, he became

"Kevin, move!"

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

dismemberment of his mother, followed by his father dragging him away and hiding him in the same place

take care of me. Why did you do something

the dead

far away from where he stood, was completely

for an undetermined amount

his heart felt emptier

but for

'Why is that?'

arrived, he was whisked away from the area and placed in an orphanage before

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

*

Twenty five years later.

Kevin found himself standing in

as

his previous life, Kevin was much more powerful

just by a little bit;

become even more powerful than he had been in his previous life by combining the knowledge he gained from his previous life with the system given

from the most skilled instructors,

his former self in just a couple of moves. He had improved

look eerily familiar,

the world, his eyes glossing over

"…You couldn't possibl—"

already raised, and a white hue began to emerge from

that, and a powerful wave of energy headed in Jezebeth's

"Akashic laws…"

very long. Instead, he appeared to have realized something, as evidenced

see...so you're the missing piece that I need in order

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