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.

I can 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, I will assist

"Heh..."

let out a soft chuckle, and

Me? The being that was created

in the air as the world around him began to

seemed as though everything was beginning to shatter like glass, including Jezebeth, who did

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

knowledge that a puppet couldn't fight its own

to fight them, it

and betrayal would only lead

controls me, and

retracted his hand briefly before turning around and raising it once more. A dazzling white glow

all that I needed to know to

the illusion he was in, he heard a couple of

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

"Wha―"

Kevin as he extended his hand in front of him and then slowly

'he' will be even more shocked than you, but that doesn't matter. Our time together is over, and I found out everything that

Crash―!

could even finish his sentence, the world around him shattered into a

be a pity if you died before I even

moment before

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

began violently coughing, and blood once more began to spill all over the floor,

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,

half of 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 organs,

"Blergh."

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

Kevin was able to hang on to the last bit of sanity he had and managed to keep his balance before collapsing to the ground with his back resting against the wooden

head, Kevin's vision spun, and his eyes drifted toward his hands, which

have much

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pretty sight. The sky was pitch black, and the surface

bodies of the fallen soldiers were still lying on the ground, where they had been left, even though it had been weeks since the

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

living

C..crack―!

Immorra by a disruption in the sky, which

gate that

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

the surface of the world, a voice that

"...What happened over here?"