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.

gone to earth―with their job to guard over the

of nostalgia wash over him as he gazed

missed

his lips curled

looks like you all caught on to my

elves remained silent, their

"Demon King."

world, and the space distorted open. An elderly female figure walked out

Surrounding her body was a silver

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

no reaction to the pressure he was

had been

his chest, Jezebeth

Protector of the Seat of Patience… Protector of

he grinned, exposing

of you so…

at his words, and the two elves stared at Jezebeth from above. Their gazes were still, and there

spite of that, one could feel their demeanor slowly shift

elderly elf raised her hand and

"Attack."

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

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

arrows came

"Now... now..."

left the two figures in the air as his hand gently moved, and

isn't that bad of an attempt, to

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

"Now…"

smile when all the arrows turned, and his head cocked to the side. With his eyes on the two

of the two protectors changed, but it was

of your forces while all

Snap―!

was just

single snap was all it

spot, and red rained across

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

his hand and letting himself get basked in

of blood that lingered over the

Cra― Crack!

behind him

black and twisted, and the very air around them

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

heads

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

"We greet his majesty."

his gaze continued to lock toward the Protectors

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

is how it should

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

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

Take in those that are willing

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

the next few weeks, I want

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

someone he'd

belong to in this universe, was it?

head, a smirk forming