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.

being said, the reason I'm telling all of you this is not because I want you

arm, I wiped the side of my

what the Union did to me, at the end of the day, I get their decision. Everyone

the best for humanity, and back then, with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing me was the correct choice. Had I been in

the reporters changed when they heard my words, however, I merely shrugged my shoulders when I

to antagonize the Union, I truly did think that their decision wasn't

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

for their decision, but, I wasn't so

this was the

"Haaa..."

out a long

up on the table,

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

with the empty potion bottle in front

me wrong. Just because I'm bashing the Union a lot, it doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do is let everyone know what type of organization

that won't think twice about sacrificing you

of the empty bottle in my hand. Raising my head, I

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

was not

and the weakest died. It may have not been apparent now, but, in the very near future, this would become more

was best to let the world realize this

a little, I turned my head in the direction

Union that you aren't some expandable. Don't just start blaming the Union or every organization out there for your

head, I glanced toward the ceiling of the

seen the crack

my eyes were currently on the ceiling of the room, I wasn't able

have, then I

was being, I knew that everyone's attention was currently

cap. If previously you had your talent cap to blame for your inability to

high rankers. You don't want the Union to throw you away? Then you better get stronger, because, in a couple of years' time, the least of your worries aren't going to be the Union nor the Monolith, but it will be

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

filled with shock,

since I started speaking, the

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

throughout the room as

blame

was. Especially since the second cataclysm only happened

third one might happen, people would

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

I glanced at Douglas who looked back at me. After a short

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

throughout the auditorium

I continued

right now. So, listen well when I tell you this, get your shit together, because in

time to let the world know about what was about to

it was time for everyone to wake up from this false sense of

I was planning on defeating the Demon King, the Demon

an army

time came that the Demon King arrived on earth, most of them would end