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.

being said, the reason I'm 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

my arm, I wiped the

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

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

reporters changed when they heard my words,

Union, I truly

know that I had taken the [Seed of limit] in the past.

I wasn't so

was

"Haaa..."

let out a

propped up on the table, I gazed into the eyes of

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 the time was already dead, selling him out was the

head, I fiddled with the empty potion bottle in

I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do

organization that won't think twice about

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

side of the Union, if you want to survive

was not a peaceful

the weakest died. It may have not been apparent now, but, in the

let the world realize this now before

body forward a little, I turned my head in the

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

my head, I glanced toward the ceiling of the

crack in the sky,

the ceiling of the room, I

I will

knew that everyone's attention was currently

crack will continue to expand. The mana density in the world will increase, and so will your talent cap. If previously you had your talent cap

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 be the Union nor the Monolith,

exact moment, I mumbled the last words, the eyes of many individuals present in the

silent and impassive expressions changed to that ones filled with

ever since I started speaking, the reporters mustered

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

throughout the room as the complexion of some

blame

cataclysm was. Especially since the

happen, people would obviously start fearing

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

who looked back at me. After a short

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

auditorium as the reporters

I continued to

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

there was a better time to let the world know about what was about to come soon,

and the Demon King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up

King, the Demon King wasn't the only

was an army of demons behind

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