The Author's POV

"Are my words bringing back memories to you?"

It was Jezebeth's words that coaxed Kevin out of his thoughts and back into the present. When he raised his head, he looked directly into Jezebeth's eyes.

"How much do you know?"

Kevin asked, his eyes losing focus every so slightly.

"Not much."

Jezebeth replied, walking around the patch of grass he was on.

"My recollections are rather disorganized. Only fragments of the past remain in my memory. Many times, I recall beating you. I recall the various methods I used to defeat you...but I do not recall the exact events that transpired."

Jezebeth's feet came to a sudden pause, and his head turned.

"...Of course, this is due to the fact that I have not yet amassed every fragment. Once I've collected each and every one of them, I'll naturally remember everything."

"I see..."

Kevin blankly stared at Jezebeth and slowly closed his eyes. No one knew what was on his mind at the moment.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared directly at Jezebeth.

"...So the reason why you called for me is just for this?"

"No, no, no."

Jezebeth waved his hands in the air.

Even though his actions were a little over the top, Kevin felt uneasy around him.

Jezebeth exuded an air of calm and self-assurance, which gave the impression that he had everything under control at all times...and Kevin's countless regressions had proven that this was the case the majority of the time.

Of course, things were different this time.

Jezebeth continued.

"Not really the reason I called you here. I've just been wondering. If the records are your enemy, why don't you just work with me? ... Why don't you just allow me to consume the earth and access the records? I can put an end to them for you. If that is your objective."

Kevin merely smiled at Jezebeth before lowering his head and murmuring.

"...You wouldn't understand."

"What wouldn't I understand?"

Jezebeth asked, the smile on his face fading.

From what I can tell, your objective is the records. The same applies to me. If we work together, we will easily be able to get

"Heh..."

a soft chuckle, and Jezebeth's

capable of beating the records? Me? The being

head and waved his hand in the air as the world around him

clear blue sky, the mountains...it seemed as though everything was beginning to shatter like glass, including Jezebeth, who did not move from the spot

almost everything. I'm sure you know that it's not possible for me to fight the records. You

was common knowledge that a puppet couldn't fight its

Kevin hated the records or wanted to fight them, it was impossible

against his very nature, and betrayal would only lead to

can't defeat what controls me, and

before turning around and raising it once more. A dazzling white glow materialized on his arm

needed to know to prove my

he was in, he heard a couple of

However, just as he was about to open his mouth to respond, his eyes stopped on a spot right behind Jezebeth,

"Wha―"

extended his hand in front of him and then slowly closed it into

than you, but that doesn't matter. Our time together is over, and I found out everything that

Crash―!

the

of your body. It'd be a pity

moment before he was whisked away and

"Cough...Cough...Cough..."

point that he once more began violently coughing, and blood once more began to spill all over the floor, splattering

his chest continued to intensify, he had no choice but to get down on one knee and support

'Shit...'

decision to use the Akashic laws, despite the state that his body was

failed, and if it weren't for the thin layer of mana that was still circulating through his body and into those organs, Kevin would have died

"Blergh."

led to him vomiting, and the floor was soon splattered with even more blood. The world began to spin, and Kevin's vision

to keep his

his eyes drifted

don't have much

***

The sky was pitch black, and the surface lands were demolished; large swaths of the ground were pitted with craters and radiated with residual

still lying on the ground, where they had been left, even though it had been

persisted in the air, permeating a significant portion of Immorra's landscape, which was currently

a single living creature was

C..crack―!

silence of the world were abruptly shattered in one of the secluded parts of Immorra by a disruption

this gate

auras―which completely engulfed the region that encircled them―created a further imbalance in the world as the demonic energy in the air suddenly started to shift in their

the demons surveyed the surface of the world, a voice that was both raspy and

"...What happened over here?"