The Author's POV

'Why did it happen again?'

While sitting on the curb in front of the bus with a perplexed expression on his face, Kevin mused to himself about the situation.

Why did they die again?

He did everything that he was supposed to do.

He didn't go toward the inner city and lead his parents away from home, yet, they still died.

This time by a road accident.

The demons weren't even responsible for their deaths.

Kevin's gaze lifted toward the clouds in the sky. Staring at the clouds that were moving ever so slowly in the sky, he had a sudden thought.

'...I wanted to spend more time with them.'

***

Bang―!

"Watch out, Kevin!"

Once more, Kevin watched as his parents threw their bodies over to protect him. This time, their bodies were completely severed in half, and blood spilt all over Kevin.

The expressions of helplessness and anguish that they displayed just prior to passing away left an indelible mark on his mind as he could only watch them die in front of him.

Crash―!

"Get behind me, Kevin!"

Booom―!

"Ahhhh!"

Unbeknownst to him, the same events kept happening over and over again with each and every one of his regressions.

Before Kevin even realized it, he had reached his twentieth regression, and for the twentieth time, both of his parents had passed away right before his very eyes.

This time, it was due to an explosion that occurred outside of the city.

'...Why?'

Kevin never managed to muster the required strength to come to the aid of his mother and father, no matter how many times he tried. Each time, they would suffer a horrible death, and he would be left all by himself once more.

The heaviness in his heart, which had been barely noticeable at first, became increasingly obvious with each and every one of his regressions, and it intensified with the passing of his parents in all of the regressions.

Over the course of those twenty regressions, he would have an immeasurably better chance of defeating Jezebeth, but despite his best efforts, he continued to fall short in every single one of his endeavours.

Kevin understood that it was only a matter of time before he could beat Jezebeth.

Be it one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or a million regressions...

Kevin had all the time in the world to accumulate experience and become stronger.

Jezebeth was still ahead of him by quite a lot, but Kevin knew that his time would come very soon.

...In those times, with each regression, he would spend more and more time with his parents. By the time the twentieth regression happened, he had spent at least a century of his life with them.

He pretty much knew them like the back of his hand.

...and it was because of this that he found it more difficult to part ways with them every five years since his birth.

After each of their deaths, he would experience a sharp pain, and the colour that had been slowly developing in his vision would slowly fade away.

cruel cycle would continue indefinitely,

It was their fate.

I'm over here, you bastards! Come and get me

about me! Go

the attention of the demon away from

'Why? ...Why?'

repeatedly wondered inside of his mind, his

your needs above mine is how I

fourth regression rang in Kevin's head, even though they

in the corners of his eyes, trickling down the side of his cheek before softly landing on the hard ground beneath

this time that he finally

hand forward toward where his parents

"Don't go..."

Don't leave me.

*

Many years later.

Ashton City, Lock Library

near a particular word as he paged through a book

and unwanted. People who are lonely often crave human contact, but their state of mind makes it more difficult to form connections with

and he traced his finger across the definition that was in

felt that the words strangely resonated with

but ever since the passing of his parents, he had the impression that the world, which seemed already to be devoid of meaning to him,

had always been to better understand the sensations he

old if one counted

course of all that time, the sensation of emptiness that was eating away at his body gradually became worse, to the point where every breath

was also why he was

was so that he could better understand what he was feeling and find an answer

looked

Johnson's guide to human

was a mistake for the records

in front of him and gently placing his hand

was his identity. The identity of a human.

believed that he would never be forced to deal with such pointless issues; however, as more time passed and regressions took place, Kevin realized that he was not

he experienced in the immediate aftermath of the passing of his

could not run away

the world or ignore whatever was happening around him, like the death of his parents or his own death, the biological system that he was born with was directly influencing his own thoughts and

that he could no longer ignore the issue at

better understand this so called

Clank―!

got out of his chair and grabbed the book that was

"Hm?"

book when he suddenly became aware of a faint light off in the

was someone

in the morning, and it was very strange to see someone still in the library at

that exam season

man with jet-black hair covering

was currently glued to a large book, and beside him was

[Demon anatomy]

watch out

and what is known

himself staring at the books that were piled up in

was covering his face, it was obvious that the young man was showing signs of anxiety,

curse... where is it? ...where is it? ...There must be a way ...There has to be a way...

looking for the cure to the mind

young man and startling him out of

"Eh, ah!"

Clank―!

deafening crash. It was a

the young man's expression changed dramatically the moment his eyes landed on Kevin, nearly

"You...you're Kevin Voss."