Apoc, or his alibi; Jim, is now in a room that seemed to be an interrogation room.

He is sitting down, facing a person that is in front of him, cuffs on his hands, and guards stationed around the room. Quite heavily as well.

The person that he is sitting across is probably one of the leaders of this settlement. A young man technically, he wore a dark blue beret, a blue shirt, a camo jacket, and blue baggy jeans.

Now he had checked the levels on everyone in the room, they were about 10+, but their max is level 13. But the man with a beret is level 6.

'Weak.' Was his thought. 'Like a f**king cuff could hold me down.'

"Now, I was told that you were the one who rescued the child." He sent a glare to Jim's mask.

"And this is how you repay the one who saved the kid." Jim scoffed lightly.

The man shrugged. "Drastic measures, you can't trust a stranger these days."

"Well, you can trust me." 'And I can rip that tongue off your f**king mouth like wet paper.'

The man scoffed. "Like I would trust you." The man stood up and walked around the table, "And why should I do that?"

"Because you really should. You can't keep me here forever, or trouble comes in." Jim said smugly.

"Oh really? Pray tell, what kind of trouble will come huh?"

"... Maybe a really, really bad one." He heavily emphasized on 'really'.

The man laughed lightly. "Stop making jokes, and spill it out! Tell me the truth or I can kill you right here, right now!" He was reaching for his pistol but was stopped by the knock of a door.

The guard in the room checked through the door before opening it, revealing a slightly shriveled old man. He has grey hair, same jacket with the guards but a star on the shoulder, dark green pants, and a grey-colored beard.

"What do you think you're doing to our guest, Alex?!" He shouted, which is direct to the man wearing the beret.

"S-Sir! This bastard won't say anything on what happened at the forest-"

"Be quiet and get out of the room." The now known as 'Alex' was about to retort, but the old man glared daggers, that could pull out one's soul, to the man. "Now."

Alex then gave up and then made an upset face before stomping out of the room, closing the door quite loud.

'Finally, wondered when the hell is he going to go away.'

"Sorry about that, he is rather foolish and reckless that he'd go straight to action." The old man said.

"I don't mind, as long he doesn't piss me off that is."

The man-made a small smile. "I hope not." He turned to the guards and said. "Remove his cuffs."

One of the guards pull out a key and opened Jim's cuffs. "What happened to the all interrogation thing?"

"Oh, it was never the intention, with the exception of the brat before, then no." The man said as he sat down across the table. "Oh, we never did introductions ourselves now have we? I'm Hazon Cax, the Leader of Florencia."

'Florencia? Never heard of it. And what kind of a name is 'Haze Cax'? sounds like a boss's name.'

"I'm Jim, Jim Raynor."

"Raynor huh? Well then, thank you for saving the girl. I'm quite glad of that, she was quite young, too young for her to be out of this place."

"Don't mind it." Jim waved the praise away. "It's normal to help people, other people, out, ain't it?"

Hazon smiled. "Yes, it is." He sighed.

"Anyways, what do you mean about those guys with horns. Demans you call them?" Everyone in the room went wide-eyed onto the Plague Doctor.

"Y-You serious?" Hazon managed to regain composure, he almost fell off his chair from the surprise. "You living under a rock or something?!"

"Huh?" 'Did I made a mistake here? F**k.' "Something wrong?"

"HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW WHAT A DEMAN IS!?" Basically everyone in the room shouted.

"D-does everyone knows about a 'Deman'?"

"YES!" They shouted, but this time its quite louder.

"W-Well, I'm kinda new to this news."

"What are you? Someone from the outside?" One of the guards said with the slightest of hope.

"Outside?"

"From the mainlands! Are you from the mainlands?" One could hear the desperation of hope within that voice.

'Mainlands? Where the f**k is this place? An island?'

Jim shook his head. "Look, please tell me what the hell has happened. All I know is that I woke up from a hospital, saw a kid getting chased, your guys spotted me, and here I am." He felt bad at saying like this to them, but he has no frigging idea on where the f**k he is, what world is he at, the past or the future, or hell another f**king dimension.

Hazon sighed heavily. "Then I'll spare you the details of what happened to this island then."

The leader of Florencia then gave him the information about what has happened to the island. Basically the island has been infested and overwhelmed by creatures, known as Demans - because they are half-human and half demon so they called them 'Demans'... ironic asf - now the 5th to the innermost zone is currently infested with Demans, and the 8th and to the 6th zone is inhabited by Humans and small chance of Demans that are roaming around the 6th zone as well.

He would also ask on what world is he on, but that would seem quite stupid to ask him such a question in this time of the situation. Only for them, but for him, its just a simple infestation and just needs to be rid of it.

He asked them how it began, but the leader simply said; "They just appeared out of nowhere." He also told Jim that there was once a city called 'Hexagon Field', a city that was filled with humans and protected by a field barrier that prevents the Demans to come in.

Their weakness is basically light, fire as well but the light is the main weapon against them.

There are also stronger kinds of Demans, which were called 'Tri-Horns'. Basically Demans that got a power boost along with a level up, and when they die, they revive as a giant zombie? Yeah, that's from what he has been told.

'So basically they are demons/vampire since their weakness is light. F**king weird for the Demons to be weak against... Never mind.' He scoffed inwardly from the information he was given about the Demans.

"I see." He answered calmly. "Now that explains why the sky is red."

"Yeah, the clouds blocked the sun around the island, possibly several more sea-miles more around it. There is literally no sun hitting to the ground, let alone wait for the clouds to clear." He relaxed at the back of the chair.

"Have you tried getting out of the island?"

"We've made boats out of scrap, but it wouldn't last from strong storms. So were basically stranded."

"I see..."

"... Come to think of it. How long were you in a coma?"

'Awww sht.' "I... I don't know." He looked down. Making a drama that would bullsht them.

"...I apologize for asking for such a question." He lowered his head. "Oh, and can you remove the mask? I want to talk to you properly, face to face."

"..."

Silence occurred in the room, the tension also entered the fray, several guards were sweating, some gripped their weapons tightly.

"...Alright." He slowly pulled down his hood, showing his dark-crimson hair and his pale white skin. And then his plague doctor mask, showing his rough, paled, young face. His eyes colored red as blood, telling that he has seen more danger than anyone else has.

"You're quite young." Widen the eyes of the old leader. "And the report from the scouts saying that you said you killed off the Demans chasing the girl."

"Words are hard to believe rather than actions, I can't blame you for not believing." Jim crossed his arms. 'Shit, should I have gone for an adult? F**k. Can't cry over spilled drink now, too late f**king hell.'

"True." Hazon nodded. "And how old are you?"

Jim was quiet for a while before replying. "I think about 15, not sure though."

Everyone went wide eyes on the boy, with awe and surprise printed on their faces.

"S-So young..." Muttered one of the guards.

Hazon regained his composure from the statement. "A-Are you the Crimson Knight?"

s 'Crimson Knight?' "No, what makes you think that?"

"N-Nevermind." He waved his hand dismissively. "So, where do you think are you going to go now? You can stay with us you know?"

"And keep a person who might be dangerous and suspicious around your place?" He leaned back onto his chair as he spoke.

"No." Hazon hummed and made a small smile. "But I was thinking about making you join our group. The Vigilante Corps are going to need any able hand to take down the Demans." He covered his mouth with both of his hands. You know how you do it.

"Vigilante Corps?"

"A group formed to protect humans, you're in one of the Vigilante's places." He said firmly. "Were just part of it, though we are the Millita-Hunters, a division branch of the Vigilante Corps."

"I see..."

He cleared his throat before finishing. "So, will you stay?"

Both of them stared at each other for a good moment which seemed to be the eternally.

"Is this a trick question?" Jim narrowed his eyes at the old man.

"What makes you think that?" He raised a brow.

"Because the moment I decline you will or may kill me, and if I accept... We know what will happen after that." He waved the thought away. "Anyways, my answer will be no." He said lazily.

"We have all-state-of-the-art equipment here."

"Still refuse."

"..." He sighed. "Well, it seems like I can't get you to join us. But I still won't make you leave."

Jim narrowed his eyes at the man. 'So these bastards think they can-'

"-Not until you take a rest in our camp, you should be able to leave by morning, it's dangerous to go out there alone in the night." He leaned back onto his chair lazily. "Rick! Accommodate the guest to his room. He is a guest that helped us after all."

"Yes sir!"

"..." 'You f**king kidding me? You almost made me attack you, tricky old man.' He smirked inwardly.

As Jim was guided into his place for tonight, he was met with a room with simple furniture.

And he went checking everything in his room for any suspicious-looking items and objects and he found none.

Right now, he is laying down on the bed, arms behind his head and staring off the window showing the beautiful night sky.

'...Where should I go from here?' As he continued to stare silently to the starry night. 'I got nowhere else to go... Should I help these guys out?'

He sighed. "I really gotta find out what the f**k brought me here and why the f**k does it involve me with it..." He said quietly. "I still need to keep up my illusion, cant break it down in this place. Because f**k, since this is reality now, best better keep my appearance in a hiding." He thought out loud but spoke quietly as his voice could be heard.

"...{Message}." A few seconds after that, there was a beep that sounds 'no one has received a message'.

He sighed stressfully. "I guess I'm really alone in this f**king world..."

"Wonder how the guys are doing?" He muttered as he still continued to stare into the sky.

He also felt that his Anti-Information magic activated, he had only guessed that there is something much stronger in this world, hopefully, he wouldn't have to kill the said person or thing.

'Heh, so f**king worth it on using that spell a few hours ago.' He chuckled mischievously. 'But I wonder who the f**k was that that had tried to f**king check spy on me... Nah, I'll think about it later, it been a crazy f**king night in this world.'

He slowly closed his eyes, slowly succumbing to sleep and also thinking of what to do for the next course of action.

But before he could completely succumb to sleep, he heard alarms of the town.

"Now what?" He grumbled, slowly got up and looked through the window and looked around, to see only fire at the distance which may be the gate of the town.

"-Emergency! We got an emergency at the gate people! Move!" He heard a soldier leading the orders to others and then headed to the gate.

'Looks like they need some assistance.' He equipped his mask and jumped through the window. No one noticed him fortunately due to the distraction of the alarms going on, and he made a mad dash heading towards the gate.

He stopped and noticed that the guards were bruised and covered in dirt and bits of blood, but they were no doubt still standing with determination to fight.

He tilted his head in wonder before heading onto the wall to see what is on the outside at the gate.

He saw Demans, 5 of them, with 4 female Demans wearing in black gothic attire, and the male Deman in the lead is also wearing black gothic clothes along with the black trench coat, and his face is covered with purple tattoo and a glasglow smile.

'Creepy as favk' was his thought as he made a disgusted face upon seeing, but regained his serious attitude once he noticed that there were guards, possibly dead in between a standoff on the Humans and Demans.

With Jim's new body's senses is over beyond what the could expect, he can hear what the leading Deman could say.

"Hehehe. They should suffice as sacrificial lambs. I would like to speak with your leader, I want to solve this problem more gently." He said in a creepy tone.

'Jeez, he sounds like that villain from that DC franchise.'

That only caused the guards and militia-hunters to tense their grip onto their weapons, sweating nervously as this continues.

He noticed that Hazon stepped forward and appeared in front of his men. "I am the commander of this place, I would like to hear this proposition of yours..." He said in a firm tone, but still no doubt nervous in this situation.

The Deman chuckled lightly but spoke. "I would like to ask this kindly of you, all we ask for are some fresh souls, I do not want to shed some needless blood... So listen to humans, I want an offering of 50 souls." The glasglow Deman grinned greedily.

"5-50..." He turned back to his men, and some refugees standing up with weapons whether makeshift or a tool. He glanced at each one of them, and they are scared.

He was silent during that and made his decision in his mind. He will NOT OFFER THE MONSTER TO TAKE ANY MORE LIVES!

"..."

He inhaled deeply before speaking. "I will offer myself, nothing more." He kneeled. "Please return with just this." This greatly surprised his men and the refugees.

"C-Captain-!?"

"Do not make a fuss." He silenced them.

'Brave old man...' He then slowly pulled out a black-smoked revolver, with yellow-glowing markings around it. 'Quite promising as that damn bastard...' (Referring to a certain undead zombie player.

The Deman laughed mockingly, making the Hazon sweat from this. "What a joke. Didn't I ask for some fresh souls? Not an old one like you!" He grabbed the old man's hair, while Hazon quickly draw out his pistol from his coat and drew closer for a shot.

Hazon fired point-blank range onto the Deman, hoping for it to die. But however, it wasn't really effective enough to beat it.

The Deman began to chuckled darkly as he raised his hand, revealing a hidden blade underneath his black sleeve. "You are really pitiful... Old man."

The Deman quickly bring his hand down onto Hazon. "Now its time for you to depart, so let me send you off!"

Hazon closed his eyes in frustration and despair, thinking that he won't be able to do anything to protect the people behind him.

But then again, fate on the old man has appeared with hope.

*BANG* A gunshot was heard for a millisecond as the Deman's hand was obliterated with black mist around it.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed with agony and pain and backed away a few steps as the 3 female Demans looked around to see where the shot came from, while the other came to assist their leader.

They all froze when they heard clicking noises. Coming from a figure, wearing a black duster, and creepy yet scary bird-like mask, colored with emotionless-white.

"J-Jim..." Hazon muttered silently, as he watched their savior walking towards them with a smoking revolver at his side.

"..." He felt nothing, as he continued to walk silently towards the scene.

"So you're the b*tch who shot my hand." He glared at Jim. "You think you got the guts to even face me!?" He yelled.

"Yes, a miserable sh*t like you is nothing worth my time." Now that pissed him off.

"Why you little- Girls, capture that man! I want him to make him think on regret on doing this to me!" The female Demans silently obeyed their leader, as they ran full speed towards their prey. The Florencia dwellers can only watch helplessly on the man, some closed their eyes to watch away from the death that man is going to have.

But oh what little thoughts they are thinking that he would easily be taken down by a bunch of little, worthless damnation of a Half-Demon.

Before they could even reach in like 5 meters to him, they were quickly taken out by Jim. And they were headshots.

The 4 Demans then fell lifeless, making a pool of black thick blood. And after that, their corpses slowly dissipate into ashes.

'Huh, even without the sun, they still can be killed with this.' He glanced at his hand-cannon. It was with him for quite a long time, making it as a memo during the days of being a wander, and the times where he didn't make them as his buddies... For quite a long time.

He shook his thoughts out of the way, as he focused on one simple, single thing to do.

*Kill that sonofabtch*

He continued to walk towards the Deman, who seemed to be quite frightened from the speed on drawing his [Ranger Sequoia] out. Not just the Deman only, but the Florencia dwellers were also in awe from the man's capability on wiping out 4 Demans in mere 2 seconds.

"BASTARD! YOU'RE GONNA REGRET DOING THAT!" After that, something on his forehead then popped out, covered in fresh blood the moment it appeared.

Jim raised a brow at the thing on his forehead. 'What the f**k? So that's a Tri-Horn, f**king disgusting transformation there. Hell, it could barely be called a transformation!'

The Deman then laughed as if the battle has already been decided. "You're really going to re-" Before he could finish his words, he was silenced the moment Jim suddenly appeared in front of him when he was 10 meters away from the man.

And before the f**king prick could even do anything, Jim shot him in the forehead. Silencing the f**ker immediately.

The Deman then fell down to the ground, with a frightened face. The Florencia dwellers could only look at the scene with shocking silence, staring at the man's great capabilities.

Before he could relax, the blood began to pool up together, quickly forming into a giant, undead being.

"I-Its reviving!" One of the Florencia guards shouted.

"Jim! Get out of there now!" Hazon shouted at him, but Jim paid him no attention.

''{After Death: Last Stand}'? Can't tell, need more information.' He lazily looked at the undead giant, which is raising its hand to attack him.

"GET AWAY!"

Jim ignored the yells of warning from the guards. He just aimed his revolver at the giant's head and activated his skill.

'|Flare Shot|' A red glow appeared on the revolver's barrel, then Jim fired. The shot is basically a f**king fireball mixed with hell's damnation in it.

It instantly killed off the giant, exploding at it on impact too. Dust and smoke covering the field, while the refugees could only look dumbly and in awe from what just happened.

"Y-You... Just now..." Hazon could barely keep his thoughts straight after what just happened to him and to everyone's eyes. He quickly went towards the bloodied scene and inspected it. "Lights... Explosions..." He muttered to himself.

"What in the world just happened?" He said. Jim silently placed his revolver within his duster, but secretly he just placed it in his void inventory.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD DID YOU JUST DO!?" He shouted with confusion in his voice. "IS IT A NEW WEAPON!?"

Jim could only turn his head slightly to him. "Whether I choose to reveal anything or not, it's a close-guarded secret." Jim said coldly.

"What!?"

Jim then turned around and began to walk to the woods. "W-Wait! Where are you going!?" Hazon called to him.

Jim stopped then looked behind his shoulders. "After all that you have seen, its matter for me to leave this place." And before he could continue to walk away, he was called again.

"Wait, please!" That made him stop. "Follow me please, there is something I wish to ask of you."

That could only make him be curious about what he is going to have to say, he remained calm, even when he and the people who had just witness his ability to obliterate the Demans with ease, he is still calm.

"...Alright."

Jim followed the old man into an underground vault.

Both of them were walking forward, tunnels were lit up with dimmed white lights.

"Where are you taking me to?"

"You'll know when we get there..." The old man said grimly.

Jim or Apoc noticed on the old man's tone, he could sense a bit of guilt in the words and sorrow in his expression. He would ask, but it seems that they have arrived.

Hazon switched on the lights, and immediately greeted by a sight of a giant cage, and inside it is the same one from the outside. A zombified Deman, or an undead giant Jim killed.

(Why the f**k is zombified not a f**king word!? WTF!?)

"Don't... Be too surprised."

'I wasn't.'

They neared towards to the cage, with the undead giant growling. Now he could see it properly unlike the one he had instantly killed it the moment he saw it.

He checked the level of the undead giant, and it seemed to be level 42, stronger than a Tri-Horn he had fought.

"I see it's still alive, but why keep it down here rather than killing it?"

"Since we lack the equipment and power to kill zombified Demans... We're keeping it down here."

Jim whistled. "It's kinda fascinating on that you're keeping it down here and all but..."

Hazon could only hum before replying back. "Are you aware of what I told you about these things are?"

"Yes." He quickly said. "And something tells me... That this creature is someone important to you."

That widens Hazon's eyes. "How did y-"

"Your face says it all, so this monster was someone important to you is it?"

Hazon was silent for a while before giving out a sigh and replied. "Yes... Precious... More than anything else." He closed his eyes in sorrowfulness. "But what can I do? My men are getting afraid of this thing's existence, and Im unsure about whether this is the right choice for me to do."

"But I'm sure you understand, didn't I tell you already that she can't see nor hear! She's simply a monster now!"

"..." Jim was silent.

"So please, I beg of you... Please dispose this... monster for me."

Jim stared at the man, then to the giant in front of him.

"... I can bring her back."

Now that, widen the f**king eyes out of Hazon, making it into wide as a dinner plate. "What?" He said with shock in his voice.

"I said, I can bring her back from this, this condition she is in right now." Jim placed his hand gently onto the giant's featureless face. "One that would able for her to be the someone you know again."

"And how will you do that!?" He shouted in rage and disbelief. "By magic!?" He said sarcastically.

"Yes." He quickly said.

"Impossible!" He said angrily. "There is no such thing as magic! Neither bringing someone back to life in such a state of condition!" His eyes were filling up with rage and with tears on the edge of his eyes.

"But there are such things as monsters and Demons?" That shut him up instantly. Jim continued.

"You have no faith in me for saving the monster- whom someone I guess you loved." He slightly looked at him. Hazon could also tense up in silence, filled with shock, awe, and fear.

Hazon looked at him, wide eyes filled with disbelief and anguish on the man, but some tiny mingle inside him half believed him. But still f**king doubting him quite greatly.

"Then if you can manage to make her normal again, then I'd be happy to give my life to you!" He said mockingly.

"If so, leave the place, I would be starting to revive her."

"Wait, I can't stay? How will I know you're telling the truth and not lying to me!?"

"That is because you doubt, Hazon. If you want to make her normal again, leave the room." He said coldly.

Hazon was about to retort but turned silent again. He pondered for a good moment before relenting. "Fine... But if you do manage to, then I'm sorry for not believing." He walked out of the room, only the steps filling the silent hallways as he went away.

Jim watched him leave, and as he was covered by the sight of darkness in the tunnel's hallway, he turned back to the undead giant and sighed with stress and anguish.

'F**k this is stressing me out.' He removed his mask and began to massage his temple. 'Im not even sure if I am able to even resurrect this f**king thing, hell I sound too f**king confident when I talked to him about 'reviving his loved one', what the f**k was that John!?' He yelled inwardly that could make the room to quake.

'If I still had thos-... Wait, is it still with me?' He opened up his void inventory and began to search for it, and being able to breathe normally, he found it.

'Sooooo f**king thanking that sonofabtch for refilling my items.' He grinned ear to ear and inspected at the wand, then to the undead giant. "Though, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to kill you, or use this..." He walked a few steps backward before stopping.

"But hopefully, this would f**king work."

He stood out of the bunker's entrance, eyes looking firmly with doubt at the bunker's heavy doors.

There were also some of his men gathered with him, awaiting on Jim's statement on him being able to make the monster back to normal. That made most of them laugh at it, but to those who witnessed Jim's ability and capabilities to kill a group of Demans within seconds is nothing to laugh at, though they doubt him, that doesn't mean that they dont fear him greatly.

It has been 20 minutes, and the door still hasn't opened, only Hazon and few groups of his men, who had seen Jim's prowess, were gathered to wait for Jim to even bring the monster back to normal...

"...Are you sure he isn't joking around?" A hunter asked.

"Can't be sure, one thing for sure though, he ain't lying with that power of his." A guard hunter replied.

"..." Hazon was only staring at the bunker doors silently, and also admitting on one of his guards about Jim's power to destroy Demans in a matter of seconds, or probably less.

And thinking about him being able to destroy an entire horde of zombified Demans with just a fascinating-looking gun made him shiver from its power. He thought that it is a new weapon being able to fight against the Demans, and in the hands of a barely known figure named Jim made him shiver.

None of them knows where the man came from, and he doesn't know where he is at as well. And that made him and the others be suspicious of him, Jim did tell, mostly to him, about himself.

They were growing in restless silence, there were few whispers to be heard, but they were all focused on the bunker's door.

As it seemed to be an eternity, the doors opened and dust came out of it.

Everyone tensed up, readying their weapons and turned their safety off. Hazon couldn't blame them for being careful on the man, but he felt the dread coming from the door, he drew out his pistol at ready in case.

They saw Jim coming out, but what really draws their sights on is a girl that Jim was carrying in a bridal style.

The girl consists of a white, pale looking skin, some bruises and parts of her body were covered with black blood. The girl was also covered with a black-grey blanket covering her naked form.

Hazon looked at girl- no, his unconscious daughter in their savior's arms. He ran up to him, with tears coming out.

Jim slowly placed the girl down, and let Hazon hugged her tightly. "I-I'm so sorry, E-Erika." He hugged her daughter tightly and muffled cries on being covered by the blanket.

"You know her?"

Hazon nodded weakly. "She's... My daughter." He said.

Jim widen his eyes slightly from surprise, he'd never thought that he would be asked by someone to kill their children, he felt the rage boiling in him but was quickly wiped away from the understanding of the parent. A good parent would never want their children to suffer, no they won't do that.

The group widens their eyes at this revelation, they never knew that the monster in the bunker was their Commander's daughter.

"That's the Commander's daughter?!"

"Never thought he had a kid."

"Well, he never talks about it..."

"She might turn into a Deman."

The crowd began to murmur at each other with suspicious whispers, Hazon began to look grim as he thought that his daughter may be put into a place where she can never see daylight often.

Doubt began to spread inside him, but Jim stepped up for him. "The girl is now considered harmless, the monster she became is now gone, consider that as my offer of thanks on giving me information."

Hazon gently lay his unconscious daughter to the ground as he quickly stood up and bowed to Jim, who seemed surprised at this. "Thank you for saving my daughter!"

Jim chuckled with an awkward face, though his face is an illusion, he is just glad to have his mask on. "It is nothing..." Jim began to slowly walk away.

"A-Ah, where are you going Jim?" He asked.

Jim glanced at him. "You said that there are 8 zones right? We're in the 6th zone?" Hazon could only nod uneasily. "Then, I will cleanse them out of this island." He walked.

"B-But that's impossible! That's the place where the Deman King is at-"

"-Do you remember what I said before? It's just to have faith, you cannot win without faith in one's self." He said coolly.

"Ah..." Hazon could only be silent from that but thought of something to repay him with something, he is a man who prefers to return the favor. "Then please, stay here for tonight as I said before, you may need rest for your journey."

"..." Jim could only be quiet at this, he wanted to leave as soon as possible and find a way out of this world, and he felt no guilt when he killed a Half-Demon, maybe its because he has become one with his game character, but he doesn't really care about that much.

Jim could also see the thought of the man's proposal, it's not bad to stay for the night when he is mentally stressed out...

"Alright, I'll take your offer and sleep here for tonight."

Hazon closed his eyes and smile from this as he bowed his head. "Thank you..."

Somewhere...

A figure, wearing a white business suit was watching the souls to be gathered around and to be guided from one of his creations. He could only stare into the white, yellow abyss filled with life.

He's tired from what has happened a few millennia ago, he felt emotion when he attempted to persuade the being that he had seen beautiful than anything and anyone from his creations.

But she had shown only but destruction before him, he doesn't feel anything of goodness within her. He felt saddened at this.

He and his servants sealed the God/Goddess of Death, or Lessa as he named her, in the goat, hoping she wouldn't do any more destruction throughout the universe and the world like a black hole.

He had taught her to learn what is the importance of life within the world, so that he/she could use the power for good.

But the seal inside it was broken, and half of the God of Death's essence escaped and become corrupted again. But he managed to seal it all inside the vessel once again, or that is what he thought.

A piece of the Lessa was remained hidden, it was the only piece that didn't get sealed for a reason, as it already has a will of its own.

He could only hope for the one he had led his power to the human, to seek out for Ares and destroy him along with the dark power of the Dark Lessa.

And now, he felt a much, much stronger power in his world, he had tried to scry on the power source, but something seems to be blocking his power to see, and this didn't happen before.

He could go down and see the figure with the said power source, but he doesn't want to wave off the promise he had given to the boy. He could send off his servants, but that would also be quite risky for he doesn't know whether this source of power comes from Dark Lessa or the piece of the Black Hole, or an unknown entity that he has never known from the existence.

He doesn't believe much on the third, there is no other godly being that is strong as him in this world. In this WORLD.

Not even when the time when his creations, the Humans, worshiped him as their God of the Sun, then to the other gods which are his servants. But that was a long time ago and the people would only address them as legends and myths of the old, thus new religions came up, he never interferes with religions because he doesn't need to do so.

(Im just spouting bullsht here guys, dont mind it)

He doesn't meddle with the mortal's life, but he did get concerned when Lessa left her role to guide the souls of the damned into the Abyss of Nothingness and went down to the Human realm.

He shrugged the thoughts off since they were already in the past, he wouldn't even try to go back in time and fix the mistakes Lessa has done since by doing so will make the world, the universe, become really unstable.

The being must be a hidden god like him, but he never thought that this said being could be able to go down into the mortal realm without a medium, that made him think. There are 2 thoughts, one is that this is an astral being that came from the beyond or the black hole's piece that came to destroy.

But the 2nd choice doesn't fit to this being, he sensed that it killed only the corrupted humans and protecting the humans, but that doesn't really mean that this said being as friendly as he is, this figure is quite dangerous, possibly strong as him, and would potentially be dangerous if this being would be an enemy, now he has to fight on two beings; Dark Lessa and this unknown.

Hopefully, this wouldn't change the destiny of Ares' fate...