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

I wiped the side of

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

best for humanity, and back then, with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing me was the correct choice. Had

reporters changed when they heard my words, however,

I wanted to antagonize the Union,

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

I wasn't so blinded by rage to not

was the

"Haaa..."

out

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

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,

the empty potion bottle

their methods.

think twice about sacrificing

hand. Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a brief

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

not a peaceful

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

best to let the world realize this

head in

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

head, I glanced toward the ceiling

crack in

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

have, then I

was being, I knew

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

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

the last words, the eyes of many

and impassive expressions changed to that ones filled with shock, as some

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

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

throughout the room as the complexion of some of

couldn't blame

knew just how catastrophic a cataclysm was. Especially since the second

a third one might happen, people would obviously

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

back at me. After

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

the auditorium

I

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

world know about what was about to come soon, now was the

it was time for everyone to wake up from

the Demon King, the Demon King wasn't the only

an army of

the Demon King arrived on