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.

tell, your objective is the records. The same applies to me. If we work together, we will easily be able to get to the records. Once we reach them,

"Heh..."

out a soft chuckle, and Jezebeth's face

I'm capable of beating the records? Me? The being that was

hand in the air as the world around him began to disintegrate

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

know that it's not possible for me to fight the records. You should know full well that I was born to

common knowledge that a puppet couldn't fight its own

to fight them, it was impossible for

against his very nature, and betrayal would

can't defeat what controls me, and

around and raising it once more. A dazzling white

needed to

was in, he heard a

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

"Wha―"

front of him and

shocked. I'm sure 'he' will be even more shocked than you, but that doesn't matter. Our time together is over,

Crash―!

finish his sentence, the

your body. It'd be a pity if you died before I

able to hear those words for a moment before

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

blood once more began to spill all over the floor, splattering all over

he had no choice but to get down on one knee and support himself by placing his arm over the wooden desk that was next to

'Shit...'

was suffering from the consequences of his decision to use the Akashic laws, despite the state that his body

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

"Blergh."

soon splattered with even more blood. The world began to spin, and Kevin's vision gradually

bit of sanity he had and managed to keep his balance before collapsing to the ground with his back resting against the wooden

and his eyes drifted toward his hands, which were trembling

have

***

Suriol and Ren was not a pretty sight. The sky was pitch black, and the surface lands were demolished; large swaths of the ground were pitted with craters and radiated

ground, where they had been

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

single living

C..crack―!

parts of Immorra by a disruption in the sky, which was followed by

from this gate that two

a further imbalance in the world as the

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

"...What happened over here?"