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 from

arm, I wiped

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

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

of the reporters changed when they heard my words, however,

Union, I truly

limit] in the past.

but, I wasn't so blinded by rage

this was the

"Haaa..."

out a

was propped up on the table, I gazed

thing could be said to have happened to Aaron. 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

head, I fiddled with the empty potion

against their methods. All I'm

won't think twice about sacrificing

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

on the discarded side of the

not a peaceful

have not been apparent now, but, in the very near future, this

to let the world realize

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

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

toward the ceiling of the room

the crack in

ceiling of the room, I wasn't able to

I will let you know

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

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

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

eyes of many individuals present in the room

silent and impassive expressions changed to that ones filled with shock,

speaking, the reporters

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

throughout the room as the complexion of some of

couldn't blame

was. Especially since the second cataclysm only

happen, people would obviously

let you know

who looked back at me. After

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

murmurs started to spread throughout the auditorium as the reporters started talking

I continued to

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

to let the world know about

everyone to wake up from this false sense of peace that

was planning on defeating the Demon King, the Demon

army of demons

this rate, when the time came that the Demon