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?

then they wouldn't be experiencing nearly as much suffering as they

of life for them would

think anything of it if they got rid of him. He knew that he was nothing

in all, it was the

I take

looking at him with a friendly

where he was, she kneeled down slightly and caressed his

your mother; why wouldn't I take

I not

asked, his

his words, and then she

ever be a burden. My life has never been more fulfilled now that you're with me. I'm sure your father thinks the

the soft and warm embrace of

more confused

him out of his

rare

burst of excitement

she showing such a reaction for

Humans…

far more confusing than he

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

from the first life repeated themselves. The demons came, and his parents died trying to protect

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

"Why?"

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

"Kevin, move!"

to protect him

by his father

to take care of me. Why did you do something so

the

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

for an undetermined amount of time

heart felt emptier

felt like this, but for some strange

'Why is that?'

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

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

*

Twenty five years later.

Kevin found himself standing in front

was the same as it

to his previous life, Kevin was much more powerful in this

little bit; it was by quite a large

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

also received instruction from the most skilled instructors, which

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

look eerily familiar, don't

voice rang throughout the world, his eyes glossing over

"…You couldn't possibl—"

finish his sentence, Kevin's hand was already raised, and a white hue began to emerge from it.

not long after that, and a powerful wave of

"Akashic laws…"

for very long. Instead, he appeared to have realized something, as evidenced by the appearance of a

the missing piece that I need in order to get