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.

the last remaining elites of the elves―those that hadn't gone to earth―with their

of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed

missed

lips

you all caught on to my

remained silent, their

"Demon King."

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

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

over the previous pressure emitted by

was a pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he was subjected

Jezebeth smiled. It had

his hand over his chest, Jezebeth elegantly bowed

of the Seat of

he grinned, exposing his pearly

the two of you so…

Jezebeth from above. Their gazes

one could feel their demeanor slowly shift as a white glow started

elf raised her hand

"Attack."

Swoosh―! Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows shot in his

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

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

the arrows came

"Now... now..."

the air as his

bad of an

two figures above surfaced within his hand as the arrows that

"Now…"

his head cocked to the side.

faces of the

forces while all you

Snap―!

just

single snap was all it

disappeared from the spot, and red rained across the plain, basking

since I've felt like this… I guess I

hand and letting himself get basked in the

of blood

Cra― Crack!

hand, the world behind him distorted,

twisted, and the very air around them seemed to be

demons emerged, each releasing an incredible aura that filled the air with ominous

Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

paid no mind to their words as his gaze continued to lock

more elves appeared from out of the trees, bows, and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line,

how it should

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

made his blood boil, and as he opened

Take in those that are willing to

With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power

next few weeks, I want

two Protectors. His gaze fell on the woman wearing the silver armor, and he

someone he'd never

universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence

head, a smirk forming on