The middle-aged man was the Demon Emperor Zerathos, and the body he inhabited belonged to the Holy Apostle of the Underworld Gate.
Before heading to the capital to create chaos, he had placed part of his soul into the Holy Apostle's body as a precaution, in case he died unexpectedly.
Who would have thought that he would actually die—at the hands of someone he never expected, Malverna?
His master, who had been dead for thousands of years, had somehow resurrected. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation.
After all, he had already confirmed that Malverna was completely dead.
"But it's okay," he muttered as he straightened his posture. "I'm still alive. All I need to do is hide and wait for the right moment."
He realized how foolish his previous actions had been. He should have stayed hidden from the outside world and waited until his strength fully recovered.
