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 the demon world that connected

nostalgia wash over him as he gazed at the

had missed them

lips

you all caught

silent, their gazes fixed on

"Demon King."

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

and long silver hair. Surrounding her body was a silver armor that

the previous pressure emitted by the

pity that Jezebeth showed no reaction to the pressure he

had been a long time.

his chest,

Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of the

head, he grinned, exposing his pearly white teeth,

two of

at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and

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

elderly elf raised her hand and

"Attack."

surrounding Jezebeth all let go of their bows, and over a thousand different arrows shot in his

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 appeared before Jezebeth, who remained calm despite the

his hand, the arrows came

"Now... now..."

in the air as his hand gently moved, and the

isn't that bad of an attempt, to

his hand as the arrows that were pointing at

"Now…"

arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two protectors, a light breeze brushed past him, scattering his

the power surfacing his body, the faces of the

as I exterminate all of your forces while all you can do is

Snap―!

was just a

snap was all it

moment, the arrows disappeared from the spot, and red rained across the

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

get basked in the red, Jezebeth

relished the smell of blood that

Cra― Crack!

the world behind him distorted,

black and twisted, and the very air around them

the portals, several demons emerged, each releasing an incredible aura that

Jezebeth, their heads bowed in deference to

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

words as his gaze continued to lock toward the Protectors

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

this is how

faced with a number that was drastically above the one from before, and a

of what came after their death made his blood boil, and as he opened his mouth,

puts resistance. Take in those that are willing

the demons eagerly obeyed. With a fierce battle cry, they charged toward the elven army,

next few weeks, I want this place

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

was someone

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

his head, a smirk