Time passed...
Kyle once again returned to the Abyss—the very same place where he had first met the ancient demon.
"How has your acclimation to my bloodline gone?" the ancient demon asked.
"Thanks to you, I've grown stronger," Kyle replied, offering his thanks. Whether he was being sincere or not remained uncertain.
"Good. I summoned you because I've grown bored... and wish to hear some tales about your current ordeals," the ancient demon said with a lazy curiosity.
Kyle obliged, recounting everything to him. The ancient demon, still trapped within the Abyss, listened with rapt attention, not wanting to miss a single detail.
"So that brat calls himself the Demon God now, huh? He was always one to revel in praise and adoration," the ancient demon muttered thoughtfully.
