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Volume 2, Chapter 13

Translator: Manga0205

A palace engulfed by an everlasting darkness in a void of space that was detached from the world.
In the Throne Room, Shuklous squared off against the Heroes.
Carrying the 「Altor Wand」, which as a sacred treasure gifted from the God of Light, and possessed a magical power amplifying and restoring effect, the Great Sage Teria.
Wearing clothes that received the God of Water’s divine protection, and possessing the sacred treasure, the 「Radeus Gauntlets」, which could change its form at the user’s will, the Warrior Juno.
Having received the God of Earth’s divine protection, and having the sacred treasure, the 「Gladio Blade」 which possessed a blade that would absolutely never chip, at the ready, the Swordmaster Duke.
Possessing the 「Arslys Bow」 which fired arrows of magical power and was a sacred treasure gifted by the God of Wind, Luuty.
And then, possessing the sacred sword, the 「Tilt Blade」, which controlled the power and divine protections of all of the Gods, the Hero Ryuuya.
The Heroes gained the Gods’ divine protections, defeated Shuklous’s many subordinates, and finally invaded as far as Shuklous’s palace that existed in the void of the world.
Shuklous used his all as well as all of his palace’s fighting power and attacked the Heroes, but with his best subordinates already defeated, only he alone remained.
On the other side, the Heroes were also close to their limits from the fights they had up until then……They were already in a state where they were riddled with wounds. However, Shuklous beared even more damage than that.
All of his magic was defended against, all of his attacks were endured, and all of his defences were broken through.
The Hero Ryuuya’s sacred sword, the Tilt Blade, broke Shuklous, the Demon King’s body and soul, so that he would be unable to reincarnate.
At the moment the sacred sword’s completion was allowed, Shuklous’s fate had come to an end.
Breathing hard while gazing at Shuklous who was already only waiting to perish, the Hero Ryuuya muttered.
「……It’s over. With this, the world is……」
「Ku, fufufu……So you think that, Hero.」
Not even Shuklous himself knew why he had said that.
If there is no meaning to such a thing, there is no benefit to it.
While gazing at the surprised Hero Ryuuya’s face, Shuklous spun out words.
「The Mazoku’s true master, is not me. My master……The Great Demon King Gramfia-sama is already in this world……」
「The Great Demon King……Gramfia……? You’re kidding, something like that still existed……!?」
Why did he say such a thing.
His own master where he only knew his name, face, and location, why did he tell them to the Hero.
Shuklous, did not feel any doubt towards them.

Why was that.
Even after 「　　　」 thought that, they didn’t know.
However, the contents of that doubt and dream……they were lost together with their awakening.

And then, 「　　　」 opened their eyes.
That place, was a dark place.
That place, was a bright place.
That place, was a narrow place.
That place, was a vast place.
「……」
「　　　」 sought the reason why their own perception wasn’t for sure within their own memories.
Why their perception wasn’t for sure.
Why there wasn’t anything within this place.
Where this place was, what time it was now, who they themselves were.
「……」
「　　　」 felt like something was going to come to mind, but feeling like it was going to vanish in the next moment, they somehow grabbed that vestige of it.
「That’s right, if I’m not mistaken, I am……」
That moment where 「　　　」 tried to renew their own perception.
Together with the word “wrong”, that vestige vanished as if it were washed away.
That’s right, wrong. In that case, it was surely wrong.
「　　　」 lost the means to represent themselves, and even that thought was about to disappear.
But, 「　　　」 suddenly felt something that could be a core of thoughts within themselves being born.
「……I, am……」
「　　　」 was one that ruled fear and dissension.
「　　　」 was the enemy of all of mankind.
「　　　」 was one that ruled Mazoku.
「　　　」 was one that was the summit of evil.
「That is right……You are the hiding place of all sins. One that wears deeply held resentment on your body, and turns it into your delight and power.」
That place, was a white room.
Everywhere was white, and it looked endlessly vast.
「You are the reason for all of the evil of the world. The origin of all pain of the world.」
「　　　」 understood.
Everything was of their own scheme.
Everything, was for the sake of their own delight.
That’s right, that’s how it was.
Why had they forgotten that.
Even though the one that threw the world out of order was none other than them themselves.
「　　　」 showed delight together with gratitude towards the mysterious voice.
However, the hands that should have extended were still not there.
The legs should have stood up were still not there.
The eyes and face that should be shedding tears, where still not there.
「That is because this, is a dream.」
A dream.
In that case, it can’t be helped, is what 「　　　」 thought and felt relief.
Incidentally, what was their own name?
「Your name, is it……」
The mysterious voice replied with a somewhat troubled voice at 「　　　」’s question.
「Let’s decide on it by the time you awaken.」
They felt that something was terribly out of place.
However, while not knowing what it was that they felt was out of place, that feeling completely vanished.

「Go to sleep. It is because your turn on stage is to come a bit later.」
「　　　」 thought that going to sleep within a dream was a strange expression.
However, what was strange about it.
That out of place feeling also completely vanished, and 「　　　」 consciousness was lost.
「……」
The instant their view became blurred and became unable to see anything, 「　　　」 felt that they saw beautiful gold hair swaying.
However, that perception also vanished, and the figure of a single man was engraved into 「　　　」’s memories.
They remembered.
That person, is my creator.
The Great Demon King……Vermudol.
The great master, that made his descent in the Dark Continent.

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