The second time 2

The matter was as if there was no one to call him by that name other than his mother. And the matter was as if there were no friends to play with, who told him that his name was strange.

But he only read the Tower of God manga constantly with his mother. And he hated the character Mazino very much...

"I know you hate the character Mazino... So let's make a deal. I will tell you why I chose this name for you, and you will tell me why you hate Mazino."

York looked at his mother, who enjoyed discussing this manga very much.

Manga was the main way his small family spent time together. They didn't have a TV, a computer, or anything else. Only a few chapters of this manga that his mother brought before emigrating...

"It's a simple reason... The name Mazino symbolizes a strong and free person in this cruel world. A person who has the freedom to do whatever they want, without caring about any other nonsense... I, York Mazino, do whatever I want, whenever I want, and however I want... and no one can oppose me... I just want you to live freely like this..."

A glimpse of sadness appeared on Hannah's face, which she couldn't hide from York... but he smiled. A wicked smile...

"Damn this Mazino, mother... He's just a coward, he only pretends to be good... he pretends to be a kind person and doesn't use his power for evil... If he was really a good person, he would destroy the world and stop all this misery. It's a shame for those who possess power."

Hannah was surprised by her young son's words. She never knew that her son had such big ideas...

"And would you destroy the world if you had the power, York?"

"Of course not, I would never destroy a world where you exist, mother... Maybe you don't know, but I will truly compensate you for all this when I grow up... I will accumulate a lot of wealth... I swear I will..."

A determined look appeared on Mazino's young face... His mother smiled and started to playfully caress him... but he didn't laugh, not even once...

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In extreme darkness, the place was so dark that there was no trace of light. An old bald man in majestic golden robes resembling those of a Buddhist monk stood there...

He wore a large red agate around his neck...

The old man watched this memory deep in Mazino's soul. A vacant look appeared on the man's face... It seemed from his eyes that he had seen life with all its secrets and understood its meaning... He became one of the soldiers of the god Buddha and began spreading goodness across the continent...

He confronted evil and guided many people... He had lived for hundreds of years, accumulating many experiences. But in the presence of Mazino's soul, the old man didn't understand anything. He fell into confusion that drowned him in contemplation...

"Do you always enjoy watching other people's memories? Curiosity is not a good thing, old man..."

A voice emerged and disappeared into the darkness... It seemed as if the darkness itself was speaking...

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On top of a tall tower that almost pierces the sky... the old man spews blood. He began coughing intensely, causing all the priests to turn pale. The strongest person on the continent had been injured. What in the hell had happened?

The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked around. The place was extremely silent. He stood up and walked forward, gazing at the sky. While the rest admired the back of this great person, he spoke:

"Could there be someone in the world who was born only alongside darkness?"

The old man asked the remaining priests behind him, surprising everyone with the question. However, no one dared to answer. The old man continued:

"Naturally, this is impossible. It is an absolute law of existence itself. Any living being contains both light and darkness. One side dominates the other. This determines whether a person becomes evil or good... Even demons are born in the same way."

The old man turned around and looked into the eyes of the other priests. "What would happen to this world if there were someone born purely from darkness?"

The absolute silence in the place felt as if it could explode. The breath of the monks became heavy, incredibly heavy. They knew their master didn't make assumptions. With his words, he meant that this person, whose entire soul was darkness and darkness alone, actually existed. What could he possibly mean by that?

The old man soared above the congregation and declared in a loud and clear voice, "The greatest catastrophe has begun to draw nearer... No, it has already begun... Yes, since the birth of that person."

Zainu's body floated above the egg at the top of the palace. But this time, the egg had numerous cracks, and it seemed that a strange creature had emerged from it. Everyone below the palace watched this scene, even the person who appeared and confronted Zainu, waiting. Because simply, no one approached Mazinu, that creature looked at them with intense hostility, with immense hatred. The place was filled with suffocating pressure, especially for King Jaha and the other person... from the gaze of the creature, it seemed to say, "If Mazinu doesn't wake up, I will truly kill you all."

But suddenly, the place fell silent because at that moment, that curse... What was happening? The one hundred thousand men of the Akagi clan who had come from the earth turned pale. Yes, their number had become one hundred thousand with Mazinu's increasing power, they were able to summon more.

Hutaki spoke with a trembling voice, "T-This can't be... My Lord... He... He's crying." As these words came out, the atmosphere became heavy. In those moments, there were genuine tears flowing from Mazinu's eyes...

Everyone was shocked, even Jaha, who had only known Mazinu for a short time, didn't expect this.

Suddenly, a dark purple flame erupted, burning the tears until the last drop. Mazinu's face became dry in an instant. He opened his eyes... but something strange happened... The entire continent underwent significant changes in that moment, especially the sky, which began to darken... gloomy... The atmosphere became extremely terrifying.

All creatures, whether humans, demons, or monsters, felt that there was something impending. There was something coming... and it was not at all good.

A hoarse voice came out of Mazinu's mouth, a voice that couldn't belong to a human: "This is the second time I cry in my life..."

Of course, the first time was when he lost his mother. He raised his head to the sky... and pressed his heart forcefully, causing his body to be wounded. Blood started dripping onto the eggshells above...

"Accursed heart... I swear I will remove you from my body if there's a third time... I will remove you with my own hands."