We sat in the chairs located just around the table where the book was lying. I was about to turn to the next page until I remembered something important. I stopped what I was doing and began searching for something inside my pocket.

  “What’s wrong?”

  I ignored what she asked and instead remained quiet. I took a disk-shaped object from my right pocket and activated it with my mind. I went to the messages section and there was Jared messaging me.

  -where are you?

  don’t worry, I am at someone else’s home. I’ll be back in a few hours, I found something interesting.-

  I replied and sent the message in my mind. After that, I put the disk-shaped object back into my right pocket

  “You have a brother?!”

  Her eyes glittered after finding out I had a brother. I nodded at her question.

  “I always wanted a little brother, but aaaaagh! My dad really doesn’t want another!”

  She most probably knew that Jared was my brother because I put Jared’s contact as just “bro”.

  She began to ramble about her father, but I just ignored what she was saying and instead turned to the next page. The second page on the left was just a drawing like a search bar.

  “Oh that, for some reason it worked”

  Hmm? I pressed on it but nothing happened.

  “Oh, you have to put your hand on the entire page while thinking about what you want to know”

  I did what she said and thought about demon lords. In an instant, the book closed itself and reopened itself again on another page.

  ‘Page 771068’

  I hadn’t read the contents yet, so I lifted the page gently to measure its thickness. It was like a normal paper. I turned to the endpaper of the book. Odd, there was still a paper. I turned on it, and then there was another. I did this a couple of times but it was never ending.

  I looked at the page number. ‘10678302473. I looked at the page number on the left side, and it showed ‘10678302472’. I turned to the previous page, and it showed ‘10678302470’ on the left and ‘10678302471’ on the right.

  “What are you doing? You are not reading them?”

  She said with a curious tone, did she never realize that this book might be more special?

  “How many “this” “ I pointed at the book “are there?”

  “I don’t know. All I know is that Dad has many.”

  She was not lying, she really didn’t know anything about her father. I myself do not know either, I can only know if I meet him.

  I closed the book once again, I was planning to learn more about demon lords. They were extremely rare even with infinite universes in the world, and the fact the author is married to one is an opportunity to learn more about them. I glanced at the page where the information about demon lords was written and noted it was like looking at a huge wall in front of you while having texts.

  [demon lords are a race that derived from primal demons. However, there is only 1 currently known way of becoming a demon lord.

  The first step and hardest step is to get a “sinful dagger”.

  A sinful dagger can only be formed under the collective suffering of any being that feels, on a physical plane, in extreme heat, and a space strong enough that it won’t crumble due to the heat.

  For the formation of the sinful dagger, the collective suffering is used to transform the primal demon into a demon lord, the heat meanwhile is used to materialize that suffering into the physical plane and to stabilize it, while a strong space is required to store the heat.

  I, Ashura Eversor did an experiment on the required heat, suffering, and space to generate a single sinful dagger. In my experiments, I went to another and cleansed it from all its inhabitants and laws. And there, I started from scratch, a galaxy, a universe, all the way to the realms, I found the required sufferings required.

  I created a regular human, completely average, and crushed him into a cube, its length, width, and height being 2 centimeters. I duplicated the cube all the way until it filled an entire realm without leaving any gaps.]

  I stopped reading for a moment, this author is really powerful to be able to do this. I do not know if he was telling the truth about going to another world, but the realm part was probably true. The author also displays apathy towards others. I began reading it again.

  [I redid those steps many times…. A couple trillion times I suppose the same way I did before, but this time a realm worked. The heat or rather energy required should be enough to create a glitch in the world, and all of that energy must be concentrated into the area where the collective sufferings are located.

  The space meanwhile is the hardest one to generate a sinful dagger, but for me, it was the easiest because of law manipulation.

  The way this can be done is by for options, somehow the stars aligned and a space that is strong enough appears in the exact same place where all the other three are located, using space manipulation masterfully to strengthen the space, using magic to strengthen the space the same way as space manipulation, and law manipulation with the command “[range: 50x50x50 meters around the 3 required conditions for a sinful dagger to form

  Command: space cannot be changed, or bent]”

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  The required dimensions to make the law manipulation work are exactly 4000 dimensions. I do not know why, it most probably is just Jay’s doing.]

  The notes just turned into a journal at this point. Also, I noted that the author knows Jay’s existence. Maybe he knows him on a personal level? Or dad is just that famous.

  [the next step in becoming the demon lord is a rather weird one. I do not know the logic behind it, and once again it is most probably Jay’s fault. For the next step, a single multiverse is required plus any egg that came from winged beings. You would need to start a fire and put the multiverse, a single egg, and the sinful dagger into a cauldron or any items where you can cook. The multiverse can be miniaturized into a small sphere. Again, this needs to be in the physical plane.

  I do not understand the logic behind this, and once again it is most probably Jay’s fault. Who am I kidding? It is Jay’s fault why this is the step.

  After several minutes when the egg is gone, proceed to stab yourself in any part of your body. And once again, you need to be in the physical plane. After stabbing yourself, you would become a demon lord without any transformation effects.

  For the appearance of demon lords, they have either one or two horns, a bat-like wing, “demonic eyes”, and a black tail with a spade-like structure at the end.

  Their demonic eyes caught my attention, it was blue on the left side and purple on the right side. All demon lords have this appearance even my wife. I do not know why, but it reminds me of celestials, maybe because of their designs?]

  This man knows about celestials, he clearly knows who Jay is….. or rather he may be Ash….. I am sure of the former, but not completely sure about the latter.

  [for rewards on becoming a demon lord, he would receive 70 dimensions on his concept, access to the spell , and being cast with a fraction of .

  Due to being a demon, armageddon will instead summon 20 to 60-dimensional demons that are at your command. The size of the army will depend on your mana.

  The will cut off their connections towards their alternative selves and will make sure their ascension to becoming demon lords will not be prevented. However, because it is not the full spell on , demon lords can still be affected by time spells. However, reversing time on them will not revert them back into a primal demon.

  Their characteristics meanwhile are amusing. I do not know if it is just my wife, but whenever she consumes my cells, she evolves into something different. However, she was still a demon lord, her cells were different than a normal demon lord that hadn’t consumed my cells. If I have to say so for myself, whenever she consumed my cells, it was like putting a missing piece in a puzzle to complete it. I am planning to resume my experiments on her after she gives birth to my kid, I wonder what will happen if I make her drink a liter of my blood.

  One characteristic that I also learned is that being a demon lord is not hereditary. Of all the demon lords that have ever existed, only one decided to have a child. That demon lord who decided to have a child was my wife.

  When I looked at her pregnant body, I could see him. My unborn child, the product of our love]

  This Eversor really loves his wife. But still, I wonder what happened to them. They were most probably dead since there is currently no demon lord in the world.

  [when I saw him, he was not a demon lord. Just half primal demon, half human, and half celestial. I am planning to have a second or even third child with her to fully test out if demon lords can be hereditary]

  This “Eversor” was Ash, my brother. But there are some problems with that, his child with the demon lord was half celestial and half human. I am only half celestial and half human, so it is guaranteed that my child will be one-fourth celestial unless I do incest which is a no-no.

  “Ah, my father is back!”

  I closed the book intending to go back to it later. I intend to be respectful to her father, after all, I am staying at his house and reading his book.

  She turned around and left the area where we were staying at. I followed her.

  While walking towards the entrance to the house, she turned her head around and as soon as she saw me following her, she showed a smile. The smile wasn't malicious, it was more like a friendly smile.

  I fell to the ground. She instantly stopped walking after hearing a thud sound. She must’ve already known that if she heard a thud sound, that was me falling to the ground. She turned around and began walking to me. She let out her hand towards me to help me stand up, I took her hand and stood up.

  “Papa!”

  She ran to her father who had an annoyed and tired face. I wonder why?

  !!!!!

  Who is that man? His appearance was an average human he had brown curly hair, he was neither short nor tall, he was extremely pale, and his eyes were blue. This man is the original in this multiverse.

  But, why is he here? Why is he in this multiverse? That man is 8 octillion years old. 8 octillion years, the same years as Ashura’s age. This can’t be just a coincidence. I can’t tell how many dimensions he has, all I know is that it is more than the world. I can’t read his concept via the conceptual plane, this man can access it.

  I thank my poker phase for not showing any emotions.

  He noticed me and took a glance at my face. He only glanced at me for a second and his eyes returned to Catherine’s face once again.

  “Who is that boy, new friend?”

  He said with a clear German accent. It was so German that I thought we were on Earth.

  “Yep!”

  So, we are friends now huh? Weird how one minor interaction can build friendships.

  “We are having a feast tonight, want to stay for a while?”

  He asked me while looking straight at my eyes. I only nodded at his question.

  After eating dinner, the 4 of us were just completely silent at the table.

  “Oh I haven’t introduced myself yet, I am Nicolaas Schmidt, yours?”

  “Yang Everos”

  “….. I see.’

  “This might be rude to ask but why did you look like you were annoyed back then?” I asked that question because it was stuck in my mind for some time.

  He began scratching and pulling on his head, I was not that.

  “That bitch on the register was so slow on reading the documents!”

  He began to rant about the woman who was in charge of the enrollment. I wonder if Jared is also experiencing this.

  After his rant, he stood up as if he was going to go somewhere.

  “I’ll be back”

  He left the kitchen. I wondered where he was going to go, but oh well it was not my business.

  I just sat silently doing nothing while not thinking about anything until I heard a thud sound. That was not me, I was still sitting in the chair. I turned my head around and saw a curly blonde man kneeling in front of me with his head looking at the ground. A blonde man? Crap!

  He slowly raised his head revealing his face and eyes. Green eyes! Even more crap!

  “So he really is Ash’s brother….”

  I heard Nicolaas silently mutter that phrase. That Ash was Eversor. I was now sure of that.

  Crap crap crap I do not want to get harrassed!

  I unintentionally fell to the floor, that was all on me. I began to crawl away from him while also still facing him. I do not want to get myself touched by him.

  “Don’t be scared, I am not doing anything to you. You are not Jared”

  “What do you mean by that?”

  What does he mean by “I am not Jared”? Obviously, I am not Jared, I am Yang. But what does he mean by that?

  “You do not have my Lord’s face, so I am not going to act weird in front of you. Your elder brother meanwhile, well since he is more passive than Jay, I can harass him all I want. Shame he left the palace”

  He just admitted it without any shame.

  “Older brother?”

  Nicolaas looked at me, then at his daughter.

  “Odd”

  I wonder how it was that I have an older brother…. My mind raced to find any answers to why. Wait, her daughter was born earlier than me, however time slowed down to match ours. Something was tracking us, however, why not Jared? Maybe Jared’s birth was unknown to the world?

  I decided to remain quiet while slowly standing up.

  “Well since there is no problem here, I’ll be off.”

  Why was he even here? And what problem was he expecting here?

  Obediah teleported away, and after he teleported away, I was having some thoughts about Jared, I should probably go home.

  I began tapping Catherine’s shoulders to get her attention. It caught her attention.

  “Hey, I have something to say to you in private, is that okay?”

  She nodded her head.

  We went to her bedroom.

  “Cath, I should probably go home now.”

  “Sure, but do you promise that we will still remain as friends even if we won’t be in the same class?”

  I nodded my head. We are friends, and that will remain.

  “Also, can I ask for that book? You did say you have many of them”

  She silently nodded and walked to a drawer, where she took out a book she was putting there. If I knew there was a book there, I probably wouldn’t go to the library.

  “Since you called me Cath, can I call you Yan-Yan?”

  There was no reason for her to call me that since there are more syllables for my nickname than my real name, but since she was asking that in return for her book, it was fair for me to accept it.

  “Sure”

  “Take care of that book, kay!?”