The First King / The Contract Of Anmon

"Don't you want to know the answer? Why you lost everything important to you?"

John leapt at the demon, sending another straight Punch at it, only to end up hitting thin air as the demon vanished.

"It's simple." It's voice came from behind John. John quickly turned his head only to be staring face to face with the demon. 

The demon gave John a flick on his forehead before staring at him face to face as he said.

"Because you're weak." 

The words John had least wanted to hear and hated the most. Weakness. Because he was weak, he couldn't stop Zestari. Because he was weak, he couldn't stop the demon inside of him. Because he was weak, he lost the two most precious people in his life.

All of because he was weak. 

"Shut up…" John muttered

"It was all your fault."

"Shut up…"

"Your master."

"Shut up…"

"Zestari"

"…"

"That girl you took in to help. Even though you were weak, Hahaha!"

"Shut-"