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.

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

"Heh..."

a soft chuckle, and Jezebeth's face became

of beating the records? Me? The being

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

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

sure 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 records, and regardless of whatever happens, that

that a puppet couldn't

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

his very nature, and betrayal would only lead

can't defeat what controls me, and I know that you

turning around and raising it once more. A dazzling white glow materialized

I needed to know to prove

to completely shatter the illusion he was in, he heard a couple of faint words coming

about to open his mouth to respond, his eyes stopped on a spot right behind Jezebeth, and for a split second, his

"Wha―"

in front of him and then slowly

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

Crash―!

Kevin could even finish his sentence, the world

a pity if you died before I even

words for a moment before he was whisked away and found

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

and blood once more began

to get down on one knee and support himself by placing his arm over the wooden desk that

'Shit...'

his decision to use the Akashic laws, despite the

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, Kevin would have died right there

"Blergh."

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

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

his eyes drifted toward his hands,

have much time

***

sky was pitch black,

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

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

a single living creature

C..crack―!

and silence of the world were abruptly shattered in one of the secluded parts of Immorra by a disruption in the sky, which was followed by the sudden appearance of a gate in the middle of

gate

the world as the

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

"...What happened over here?"