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

arm, I wiped

the Union did to me, at the end of the day,

you 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

they heard my words,

I wanted to antagonize the Union, I truly did think that

taken the [Seed of limit] in the past. Furthermore, they

decision, but, I wasn't so blinded by

this was the

"Haaa..."

out

which was propped up on the

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

fiddled with the empty potion bottle

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

twice about sacrificing

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

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

was not a peaceful

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

was best to let the world realize this now before it

forward a little, I turned my head in

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

toward the ceiling

crack in

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

have, then I will let you

from how quiet everyone was being, I knew that everyone's attention was

and so will your talent cap. If previously you had your talent cap to blame for your inability to climb

others, but so did some of the current 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

I mumbled the last words, the eyes of

to that ones filled with

ever since I started speaking, the reporters mustered the courage

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

the room as the complexion of some of the reporters

couldn't blame them

just how catastrophic a cataclysm was. Especially since the

third one might happen, people would obviously start fearing

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

I glanced at Douglas who looked back at me. After

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

throughout the auditorium as the reporters started talking amongst

I continued to

listen well when I tell you this, get your 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

to let the world know about what was about

the Demon King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up from this false sense of peace that they were currently

King, the

an army of

progressing at this rate, when the time came that the Demon King