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 people to realize just how shitty of

arm, I wiped the

still pissed off about what the Union did to me, at the end of

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

of the reporters changed when they heard my words,

wanted to antagonize the Union, I truly did think that

the Union to know that I had taken the [Seed of limit] in the past.

may hold some resentment for their decision, but, I wasn't

this was

"Haaa..."

let out a long

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

what he's done, however, he was simply used

my head, I fiddled with the empty potion

doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do is let everyone know what type of

think twice about sacrificing

Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a

warning from someone who's been on the discarded side of the Union, if you want to survive

was not a peaceful

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

was best to let the world realize this

forward a little, I turned my head in the direction of one of the

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

head, I glanced toward the ceiling of the room and

crack in the sky,

on the ceiling of the room, I wasn't able to see the reactions of

I

quiet everyone was being, I knew that everyone's attention was currently drawn toward

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

throw you away? Then you better get stronger, because, in a couple of years' time, the least of your worries aren't going to

words, the eyes of many individuals present in the room

filled with shock, as some couldn't stop themselves from

since I started speaking, the reporters mustered the courage to speak

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

the room as the complexion of some of the reporters paled

blame

a cataclysm was. Especially since the second cataclysm only happened eighty years

people would obviously start fearing

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

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

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

throughout the auditorium as the reporters started

it, I

shit together, because in a few years' time, this so-called momentary sense of peace that you are all enjoying will be gone, and what you will see will be

about what was about

cataclysm and the Demon King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up

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

army of demons

this rate, when the time came that the Demon King arrived on earth, most of them would end up