The Author's POV

"What are you doing over here?"

Emma's voice was laced with a hint of confusion as she looked at me standing at her doorstep.

I knew it was a strange move on my part, showing up unannounced at her house, but I had my reasons. I peeked through the door and pointed towards the interior, hoping she wouldn't turn me away.

"May I come in?"

The strangeness in Emma's expression became more prominent, but after thinking for a while, she stepped to the side, letting me in.

"Well, sure, I guess. It's not like I can stop you anyways."

"Thanks."

I grinned, relieved that things were flowing more smoothly than I had expected.

As I stepped into her living room, I took in the surroundings. The hall was cozy, with warm lighting and a plush sofa. But my eyes were drawn to the tall chandelier hanging from the ceiling, sparkling in the soft light.

For a moment, I thought that I felt something. I was sure of it.

I must have been staring at it for too long because Emma's voice broke through my thoughts.

"So, care to tell me why you're here?"

Clank!

She closed the door behind her and crossed her arms.

"I'm just…" I paused, looking around the place until my eyes fell on the chandelier once again. Sensing something, I smiled. "…you can say that I'm here to meet your father."

"My dad?"

Emma's eyes widened in surprise.

"Do you have an appointment with him or something?"

"Well… You can say so, I guess."

I didn't have an appointment with him, but I had a feeling that he would be willing to meet with me.

Emma's expression was a mix of confusion and curiosity, and she tightened her robe around her waist, a sign that she was becoming more guarded.

"That makes sense."

She muttered, looking around the room as if trying to spot her father.

"I'm not sure where he is now, so I guess you can wa―"

"There's no need for that."

I cut Emma off, and she looked at me with a confused expression.

"Huh?"

Once again, my gaze drifted toward the chandelier, and I smiled.

"There's no need for me to wait. He's already here."

***

"Huaaa..."

Jezebeth's chest heaved up the moment he stepped into the planet. The fresh air of the world filled his lungs, and a smile spread across his features as he took in the vast vegetation that surrounded him.

"Hm?"

His breath caught in his throat as he looked around him, taking in the thousands of elves that were gathered, their bows drawn and exuding an incredible pressure that upset the air around them and caused them to distort.

"Haha."

Jezebeth recognized them immediately.

elites of the elves―those that hadn't gone to earth―with their job to guard over

him as he gazed at the familiar

had missed them

the crowd, his lips curled ever

looks like you all caught on to my

their

"Demon King."

spread across the world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed by a younger female elven

long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the

took over the previous pressure emitted by the thousands of elves and focused it on

that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he

at the two, Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He missed

hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed

is an honor to meet you again, Protector of

grinned, exposing his pearly white

two of you so… so

at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were

slowly shift as a white glow started

her hand and

"Attack."

let go of their bows, and over a thousand

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

in front of them, and it wasn't

the arrows came to

"Now... now..."

gaze never left the two figures in the air as his hand gently moved, and the arrows slowly turned

that bad of an attempt, to be

hand as the arrows that were pointing

"Now…"

satisfied smile when all the arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With

power surfacing his body, the faces of the two protectors changed, but it was already

forces

Snap―!

just a

single snap was all

the spot, and red rained across the plain, basking Jezebeth underneath

many years since I've felt like this… I guess I

his hand and letting himself get basked

relished the smell of blood that lingered over the

Cra― Crack!

world behind him distorted, and several portals appeared

and twisted, and the very air around them

each releasing an

before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to their

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his

drawn. They formed a formidable line,

this is how it should

that was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed

thought of what came after their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his voice toward the demons behind

anyone that puts resistance. Take in those

With a fierce battle cry, they charged

next few weeks, I want this place

last words he said before appearing right before the two Protectors. His

was someone

it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is a threat

a smirk