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.

telling all of you this is not because I want you people to realize just how shitty of an organization the Union is, no, that's far

my arm, I wiped the side of my

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

people aren't 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 choice. Had I been in their position, I would've probably

my words, however,

wanted to antagonize the Union,

way for the Union to know that I had taken 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

was the cruel

"Haaa..."

let out a

chin with my arm which was propped up on the table,

about what he's done, however, he was simply used as a scapegoat

head, I fiddled with the empty potion bottle in front

bashing the Union a lot, it doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do is let

won't think twice about sacrificing you for the benefit

let go of the empty bottle in my hand. Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a brief

of the Union, if you want to survive in this world, you

not a peaceful

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

to let the world realize this now before it was too

I turned my head in the direction of one of the

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

I glanced toward the ceiling

seen the crack in

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

then I

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

will your talent cap. If previously you had your

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

words, the eyes of many individuals

changed to that ones filled with shock, as some couldn't stop themselves from

speaking, the reporters mustered the courage

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

throughout the room as the

couldn't blame them

Especially since the second cataclysm only happened eighty

happen, people

load of crap, however, I just wanted to let you know that in the few years that I was missing, I was actually in the dwarven

at Douglas who looked back at

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

to spread throughout the auditorium as the reporters

I

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 the true beginning of

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

King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up from this

the Demon King, the Demon

was an army of demons

the Demon King arrived on earth, most of