Just thinking like that made the hatred he felt upon seeing "Beyard" right before his eyes seem so absurd, so laughable.
—Looking at that Shadow Demon, it knew it had already devoured Beyard in the future. Otherwise, the silhouette conjured by the Shadow Demon wouldn't be able to take on any color.
If the person it created had color, it meant it had devoured the other, and the fusion was complete. It had assimilated the other into a part of itself.
In other words, he had already completed his revenge in the future.
Now, there were three Beyards here.
Beyard, as the Son of the Moon; Beyard, resurrected as a Demon; Beyard, who became a Shadow Demon and returned to the past with his master...
The past, the present, and the future. Intertwined together, this contradiction and pain made the Shadow Demon feel as if its nonexistent brain was emitting a painful hum.
But at that moment, as the desire for revenge faded, a new confusion rose in her heart...
