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

the contrary, their quality of life

burden, and Kevin wouldn't really think anything of it if they got rid of him. He

was the

do I take care

mother looking at him with a friendly grin on her face as she turned her

kneeled down slightly

wouldn't I take

I not a

his face

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

more fulfilled now that

warm embrace of his mother, Kevin didn't say

was more

of his mother's voice was what broke him out of his reverie as she suddenly squeezed him more

a rare occasion that I

burst of excitement once again made

showing such a reaction for

Humans…

creatures far more confusing

***

Ding—!

System configured

100%

life repeated themselves. The demons came, and his

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

"Why?"

Kevin's mind replayed the events that had taken place in the subsequent minutes and seconds, he became even more

"Kevin, move!"

an effort to protect

witnessed the dismemberment of his mother, followed by his father dragging him away and hiding

said that you didn't have to take care of me. Why did you do something so

poking at the dead carcass of his

father, who was not too far away from where he

his mother and father for an undetermined amount of time while they lay dead

heart felt

but for some strange reason, he felt

'Why is that?'

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

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

*

Twenty five years later.

himself

same as it had

life, Kevin was much more powerful in this

by a little bit; it was by quite a

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

received instruction from the most skilled instructors, which contributed to

could swat his former self in just a

eerily familiar, don't

world, his eyes glossing over his body.

"…You couldn't possibl—"

was already raised, and a white hue began to emerge

not long after that, and a powerful wave of energy headed in Jezebeth's

"Akashic laws…"

didn't last for very long. Instead, he appeared to have

that I