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.

precisely what I would not comprehend. 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 to the

"Heh..."

a soft chuckle, and Jezebeth's

think I'm capable of beating the records? Me?

his hand in the air as the world around

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

you've already figured out almost everything. I'm sure you know that it's not possible for me to fight the records. You should know full well that

a puppet

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

was against his very nature, and betrayal would only lead to

me, and

retracted his hand briefly before turning around and raising it once more. A dazzling white glow materialized on his arm and completely enveloped

was all that I needed

the illusion he was in, he heard a couple

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

"Wha―"

he extended his hand in front of him and

you, but that doesn't matter. Our time

Crash―!

Kevin could even finish his sentence, the world around him

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

words for a moment before he was whisked away

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

began violently coughing, and blood once more began to

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

'Shit...'

consequences of his decision to use the Akashic laws, despite the

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

"Blergh."

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

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

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

don't have

***

aftermath of the conflict that took place between Suriol and Ren was not a pretty sight. The sky was pitch black, and the surface lands were demolished;

fallen soldiers were still lying on the ground, where they

permeating a significant portion of Immorra's

single living

C..crack―!

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 the

was from this gate that

in the world as the

a voice that was both raspy

"...What happened over here?"