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

a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed

missed

lips curled ever so

looks like you all caught

their gazes fixed

"Demon King."

the space distorted open. An elderly female figure

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

two instantly took over the previous pressure emitted by the thousands of elves and focused

showed no reaction

Jezebeth smiled. It had been a long time. He

hand over his chest, Jezebeth

an honor to meet you again, Protector of

his head, he grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth, and

missed the two of

elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and there was no

slowly shift as a white glow started to

elderly elf raised her hand and brought

"Attack."

all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

enough to distort the space in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all appeared before

the arrows

"Now... now..."

gaze never left the two figures in the air as his

that bad of an attempt, to

figures above surfaced within his hand as the arrows that were pointing at him all turned

"Now…"

turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light

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

forces while all

Snap―!

just

snap was

the spot, and red

many years since I've felt

get basked in

relished the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

him distorted, and several portals appeared

and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to be infused

an incredible aura that filled the air

Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

their words as his gaze continued

the trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined

is how it

that was drastically above the one from before, and a gradual smile formed on his face as he

made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his voice toward

anyone that puts resistance. Take in

were like a call to arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the

the next few weeks, I want this

appearing right before the two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver

was someone

in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is

his head, a smirk forming on his