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?

they wouldn't be experiencing nearly as

their quality of life for

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

it was the

do I take

at him with a friendly grin

toward where he was, she kneeled down slightly and caressed his

why wouldn't I take care of

I not

asked, his

expression changed to one of surprise as she listened to his words, and then

Why would you ever be a burden. My life has never been more fulfilled now that you're

soft and warm embrace of his mother, Kevin

more

him out of his reverie as she suddenly

spoke! It's such a rare occasion that I

excitement once

showing such a reaction

Humans…

more confusing than

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

the same scenes from the first life repeated themselves. The demons came,

down and stared at the lifeless body of his

"Why?"

Kevin's mind replayed the events that had taken place in

"Kevin, move!"

to the side in an effort to protect

his mother, followed by his father dragging him away and hiding

care of me. Why did you do

the

from where he stood, was completely mangled, and

the ground and stared at his mother and father for an undetermined amount of time while they lay dead on

felt emptier

like this, but for some

'Why is that?'

the area and placed in an orphanage before he even had a

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

*

Twenty five years later.

found himself

expressionless face was the same as

compared to his previous life, Kevin

a little bit; it

his previous life by combining the knowledge he gained from

skilled instructors, which

just a couple

eerily familiar, don't

eyes glossing over his body. With

"…You couldn't possibl—"

could finish his sentence, Kevin's hand was already raised, and a white hue began to

not long after that, and a

"Akashic laws…"

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

missing piece that I need in order

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