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.

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

a wave of nostalgia wash over him

had missed

crowd, his lips curled

all caught on to my

remained silent, their

"Demon King."

spread across the world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure

and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the sun that hung in the

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

no

had been a long time.

his hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed

meet you again, Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector

he grinned, exposing

of you

words, and the two elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes

spite of that, one could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started to surface from

elf raised her hand and brought

"Attack."

surrounding Jezebeth all let go of

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

contained within each arrow was strong enough to distort the space in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all

his hand, the arrows came to

"Now... now..."

air as his hand gently moved, and the

isn't that bad of an attempt, to be

similar to the two figures above surfaced within his hand as the

"Now…"

cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light breeze

his body, the faces of the two protectors changed, but it

exterminate all of your forces while

Snap―!

just

single snap was all

and red rained across the plain, basking

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

hand and letting himself get basked in the red,

blood

Cra― Crack!

behind him distorted, and several portals appeared behind

portals were black and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to be infused with demonic

an

before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to their

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

no mind to their words as his gaze continued to lock

of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to protect themselves from him and his

this is how it

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

their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth, he directed his

that puts resistance. Take in

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

the next few weeks, I

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

someone he'd

race does not belong to in this universe, was it?

his head, a smirk forming on