When Moby took a peak from the roof all the way down to the back of the school, he noticed exactly who he thought he heard… It was Regrit and his brother Kai, Regrit leaning onto a wall while Kai was pressing him.

"Yeah! I will! Keep talking like that and you'll see what will happen! Nothing will save you! And all of this is because your ass wouldn't stay in line! Go run your mouth off to whoever you want! Be as independent as you can be! But nothing will save you once we get out of here! Your filthy mother you keep harping about will be executed for giving birth to a failure like you!"

As Regrit heard Kai speak, a visible vein slowly crept upon his forehead, his hands clenched tighter… But, at one point, he completely snapped, his hands bleeding from how hard they were clenched.

"CUNT!! DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN OR I'LL—"

Regrit raised his hands instinctively into a fist.

"You'll what? What will you do huh?" Kai laughed, bringing his face closer to Regrit's fist with a smug, evident smirk on his face. "Come on… Do it… I know you want to… Do it and get yourself expelled real quick, it will only speed up you and your mother being thrown out as a disgrace to the family…"

"FUCK!" Regrit exploded in frustration, lowering his bloody hands and smacking them on the walls. "Just you fucking wait cunt! I'll get to the absolute top of this fucking school no matter the cost! I'll be so valuable to the family that your ass will be forgotten! You go run your mouth off to your parents when we get out! I don't give a shit! But they would be willing to get rid of you before they get rid of me! Just you fucking watch! I'll prove myself the strongest!" Regrit stormed off in anger, his face redder than Moby could ever remember seeing.

"Just you wait and see…Huh..." Kai simply just stood there smiling, looking at Regrit in the distance with a less than innocent, mischievous smile.

"What the hell is up with those guys…" Moby mumbled to himself. "From what I've got, they seem to be brothers but one is of higher birth than the other… Do they share 1 parent? Did the master of the household have sex with a servant girl or something?? Is he the bastard child of the noble Fatebringer household? If that's the case then did he take his mother's last name instead of his father?" He sighed, putting his hands over his mouth, going deeper into his moment of thinking.

"I'm not sure, but your guess seems to make sense. It's honestly as good as mine…" Avilia responded with a small yawn before continuing. "You know, there is an easy way to find out all you want to know…"

"You mean… … … Ahhhh! But that would be too risky," He lent back on the roof and stared up at the sky. "It's probably something he wants me to do… It might be a trap…"

"But, from what you've learned from them is that Regrit is much stronger than his brother… So, beating him might not be that bad… It's all up to you, I won't force you into anything. But, consider all the benefits and then act…"

"Yeah…" Moby mellowly responded, still peering up at the sky.

Many things ran through his mind, thinking of all the possibilities, benefits and consequences. And, in the end, it only made sense for him not to go… It was just not worth the risk… Especially if it meant he would be on the bad side of one of the most important families in the world. Maybe biding his time until—

'A king must always strive to do better! To push past his limits! A king never settles for what is merely given to them at the palm of his hands but strives to reach out in front of him and seize all he can! A king without greed is no king at all!'

That was when suddenly, out of nowhere, he heard a voice bugging him in his subconscious, and his eyes grew wide staring at the beautiful sky, and he looked deep down into himself and took a deep breath with a slight smile. The future was uncertain… And, Moby did not want to come face to face with a future he was too weak or too unprepared to face.

"So… Did you think about it? What is it? Tell me, what have you decided on? Future demon lord?"

"I'll do it… But I'll do it on my own terms… It's about time I began taking charge and gain some sort of grasp on this school…"

Just by his words alone, Moby could feel a tingle in the subconscious of his mind. Avilia's glee was more than evident, she clearly approved of his answer.

He stood back up from his laid-back position at the top of the roof and slowly stretched his stiff muscles. Finding a breakthrough could wait, it was not like he was going to get it done today anyway.

He would be lying if he said he was not anxious, he felt blood throbbing and adrenaline pumping through every pore. He had not done such a hunt in what felt like forever yet the taste was still on the tip of his tongue.

However, he was not the same person as he was before. No, he was far from who he used to be when he did those risky hunts... unlike all those other times, his motivation was not out of petty anger and a thirst for blood and barbaric revenge… he felt poised and had thought things through.

He clenched his fists and activated his eyes of sin once more, leaning on the edge of the roof and gazing down like a hawk until he finally located his prey…

"Found you…"