The Author's POV

"Ah! Here he is, the contestant that got first place in his group. Ren Dover"

"Hm?"

A reporter suddenly approached me. With a tablet in his hand, the reporter shoved a microphone to my face.

"If you would spare us a minute, would you mind telling us what you were feeling during the match, and how will you continue moving forward?"

"W-well, I'm naturally happy about my result..."

Caught off guard by the reporter, I became slightly flustered.

Though I had expected such a situation to happen, I was still recovering from my previous stunt.

Before I could even calm down, I was thrown into another troublesome situation.

"Is that so, then what are your predictions for the games? Do you think you will make it to the top fifty, or is that a bit too high at the moment?"

"Top fifty?"

My brow raised. My nervousness instantly vanished. What did he just say?

"Yes, although hard, given your qualifications, it should be possible. Given some of the other contestant's scores, although your score is quite high, enough to get you first in the group, there are over a hundred other scores that are higher than yours. Do you think you can beat them?"

"Ha."

The edges of my lips pulled upwards, and a small chuckle escaped from my lips.

'To think that I am being looked down upon this much...'

They probably assumed that my timing was the best I could achieve. That I went all out.

"I might regret saying this, but..."

"Excuse me, is there something fu'”"

"Win"

A soft yet audible voice escaped from my mouth.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm going to win, no'”", I shook my head. This didn't sound right, "let me rephrase my words..."

Lifting my head, I looked straight into the cameras pointing at me.

"...I will win the dummy massacre games and crush every competitor that stands in my way"

Without waiting for the reporters to ask any more questions, I turned around and left. Behind me, the sound of intense scribbling rang out.

Although it was mainly my fault. I was tired of people looking down on me.

Now that I no longer needed to hide as much as before, it was about time I showed the world a little bit of what I could do.

This was my statement.

***

[...I will win the dummy massacre games and crush every competitor that stands in my way]

Inside a waiting room, a male's voice echoed from the speakers of a TV screen. On the opposite side of the TV screen was a large black sofa where a platinum-haired youth sat.

'”Click!

Raising his hand, the platinumed hair youth turned off the TV. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Who would've thought he was like that?"

Turning his head to the right, a beautiful platinum hair girl appeared by his side. A solemn expression appeared on her face.

able to notice the striking resemblance the male and female students had.

do you think your

"I'm not sure"

girl, Aerin,

In fact, she had just returned from her game, and this was what she had come back to

his hand on his chin, Nicholas, Aerin's brother, crossed

that's a bit worrying. Especially since we need to get first place here...", musing for a bit, Nicholas looked at Aerin and

It's one

minute and

watch, Nicholas opened the scoreboard and checked the scores of

minutes and one second, that's a

he didn't go all

her eyes away from her brother's

out. She too didn't go all out in

now since

best representation of the

the

"Well, we are twins..."

slight smile on

spent most of their life

so even if you know that he didn't go all out. Then

"Yes, no problem"

she stood up and looked at the TV screen in front

in her voice couldn't be masked as she touched the

"That's my sister"

stood up and lightly ruffled Aerin's

know that you

can count

a blossoming smile appeared on Aerin's face. Now,

***

At the same time.

"What a peculiar child..."

muttered as he sat behind a large wooden desk. An expensive nameplate was placed on top of the

[Douglas R.

wooden desk was a white leather sofa and a coffee table that could be used to greet the guests that

is indeed very

been standing in front of the elderly man, gave a reply in a polite

of reminiscence appeared on

sword art reminds of me the Keiki style. Ah, the last time I saw it was around five decades ago when Grandmaster

seventy years to establish a proper and well-organized

Demon and beast attacks were a common sight, and skirmishes amongst fellow humans appeared

Ashton city was already built, it

weren't as advanced as they were now. Committing a crime back

humans that stood out from the

pillars that brought order to the chaotic world that people lived in. If not for them, humanity would've taken a lot longer to properly regain a foothold on their

Keiki was one

from reaching his level back then, everything just

paused. Leaning back on his

that sight. The sight where he laid bare of hundreds of demons and villains without even moving. To this day, I have

Donna attentively listened to the headmaster's words. To her, Douglas was like a mentor. Someone

words from him were something that she would deeply engrave into her

I'm not being rude, how long do

to raise his hands in front of him. If only looked closely, they'd be able to notice that the hands were

for another day. I'm currently inside of a safe location

me more about the students that you have been speaking so highly of, especially the youth on the screen

"As you wish"

bowed her head slightly and shared everything with the headmaster. She talked about

a few things from her statement. Like what art

person before her, she had promised

their explicit permission, she wouldn't

***

[Lock private waiting area]

11 A.M.

out