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 elves―those that hadn't gone to earth―with their job

wash over him as he gazed at

had missed

the crowd, his lips curled

looks like you all

elves remained silent, their

"Demon King."

an ancient voice spread across the world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out from the void, followed by

crystal-clear blue eyes and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that shone under the

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

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

had been a long time. He

chest,

Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of the Seat of

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

two of

elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and

shift as a

elf raised her hand

"Attack."

Heeding her words, the elves surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

power contained within each arrow was strong enough to distort the space in front of them, and it wasn't long before they all appeared before Jezebeth, who remained calm despite

the arrows came to a

"Now... now..."

as his

isn't that bad of

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

"Now…"

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

surfacing his body, the faces of the two protectors

all of your forces

Snap―!

just

was all it

spot, and red rained across the plain, basking Jezebeth

since I've felt like this…

letting himself get basked in the red, Jezebeth

relished the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

him

black and twisted, and the very air around them seemed to

releasing an incredible aura that filled the air with ominous

before Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his gaze continued

and staffs drawn. They formed a formidable line, determined to protect themselves from him

is how it should

with a number that was drastically above the one from

came after their death made his blood boil, and as

anyone that puts resistance. Take in those that are willing to

a call to arms, and the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army, their demonic power unleashed in a fury of fire

few weeks, I want this place

His gaze fell on

was someone he'd never

not belong to in this universe, was it? ...An unwanted Parasite? Their existence is a threat to the

head, a smirk forming on his