The Author's POV

I felt a sudden sense of amusement rise from within me as I stared at Octavious.

Even though I couldn't tell at first, he really did look like Melissa from up close. Was that possibly the reason for my sudden sense of amusement?

I couldn't tell.

Turning my attention back toward the reporters, I continued.

"You people are probably unaware about what truly transpired before a bounty was put on my head, however, if I had to summarize what happened, I would say..."

Leaning my body a little, I placed my hand underneath my chin and looked upwards.

"Hmm, I guess you could say that I did what the Union couldn't do for quite a while, and that's actually doing some damage to the Monolith."

"..."

Silence.

Once again, despite of the words I just said, no one was able to say anything as they just continued staring at me with a dumb look on their face.

They were apparently still processing what I previously told them.

Regardless, I continued.

"To summarize what happened between me and the Union, it would be like this..."

Raising my hand, I pointed at myself.

"I, Ren Dover, dealt more damage to the Monolith than the Union ever had in their whole existence. The piece of recording you just listed was proof of that. Why else do you think the Monolith would be so adamant in using me as a counterparty for the Union to sign the truce? Just for the sake of it?"

I shook my head.

"No, it's cause I can actually do something about them, unlike the Union who can't seem to be able to do anything at this point."

Shaking my head, even more fiercely, I let out a sigh.

"Haa..."

Then, taking out a potion from my dimensional space, I quickly chugged it down.

"Hmm?"

As I was chugging the potion down, I suddenly had a thought.

'Shit, I'm starting to become like Melissa.'

Over the past week, I had been taking the potions as though they were water.

'I need to do something about this.'

I knew that this couldn't keep going in the future. I needed to find a way to completely dispel my mental traumas.

Plack—!

Smacking the potion on the table, I gazed at the reporters.

want you people to realize just how

I wiped the side of my

Union did to me, at the end of

my priority, my life isn't their priority. They are an organization designed to think the best for humanity, and back then, with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing me was the correct

reporters changed when they heard my words,

to antagonize the Union, I truly did

taken the [Seed of limit] in the past. Furthermore, they were also unaware of who I was exactly, during the time I saved

may hold some resentment for their decision, but, I wasn't so blinded by rage to not understand

this was the cruel

"Haaa..."

let out a long

chin with my arm which was propped up on the table, I gazed into the eyes of

Even though he isn't exactly guilty, he also isn't exactly innocent. I won't get into too much detail about what he's done, however, he was simply used as a scapegoat by the Union in order to let me come back to the human domain. If you compare me, to

fiddled with the empty potion bottle in

lot, it doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying

about sacrificing you for the benefit

my hand. Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a brief moment before opening

been on the discarded side of the Union, if you want to

not a

apparent now, but,

world realize

I turned my head in the direction of one

Don't just start blaming the Union or every organization out there

the

have seen the crack

on the ceiling of the room, I wasn't able

have, then I will let you

was being, I knew that everyone's attention

expand. The mana density in the world will increase, and so will your talent cap. If previously you had your talent cap

want the Union to throw you away? Then you better get stronger, because,

I mumbled the last words, the eyes of many individuals present in the room

filled

speaking, the

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

with disbelief echoed throughout the room as the complexion of some of the

couldn't blame them

just how catastrophic a cataclysm was. Especially since the second cataclysm only

a third one might happen, people would obviously start

wanted to let you know that in the few years that I was missing, I was actually

my head, I glanced at Douglas who looked back at me. After a short pause,

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

to spread throughout the auditorium as

it, I continued

currently going through right now. So, listen well when I tell you this, get your shit together, because in a few

was a better time to let the world know about what was about to come

third cataclysm and the Demon King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up from this false sense of peace that they were

on defeating the Demon King, the Demon King wasn't

army

when the time came that the