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.

all of you this is not because I want you people to realize just how shitty of an organization the Union is,

I wiped the side

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

the best for humanity, and back then, with all the information

words, however,

Union, I truly did think that

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

their decision, but, I wasn't so

this was

"Haaa..."

let out a

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

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 in order to let me come back to the human domain. If you compare me, to him, who by

head, I fiddled with the empty potion bottle

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

organization that won't think twice about sacrificing

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

on the discarded side of the Union, if you want to survive in this world, you must

was not a

a world where the strongest survived, and the weakest died. It may have not been apparent now, but,

best to let the world realize this now before it was too

a little, I turned my head in

to the Union that you aren't some expandable. Don't just start blaming

the ceiling

crack in the

eyes were currently on the ceiling of the room,

have, then I will let

being, I knew that everyone's attention was

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

high rankers. You don't want the Union to throw you away? Then you better get stronger,

the eyes of many individuals present in the room started

that ones filled with shock, as

the reporters

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

as the complexion of some of the reporters

couldn't blame them

knew just how catastrophic a cataclysm was. Especially since the second cataclysm only happened eighty years

happen, people would

I'm saying is a load of crap, however, I just wanted to let you know that in the few years that I

Douglas who looked back at me. After

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

to spread throughout the auditorium

I

tell you this, get your shit together, because in a few years' time, this so-called momentary sense of peace that you

to let the world know about what was about to

everyone to wake

King, the Demon King wasn't the only

an army of demons

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