The Author's POV

Chapter 511

Clank—!

Darkness enveloped my vision as the doors behind me closed shut.

Raising my hand, I snapped my fingers.

Snap—!

A small flame formed in front of me, illuminating what was ahead of me.

"Rather plain..."

Apart from a small bed that sat in the corner of the room, there was nothing else in the room. Not even a toilet.

Shaking my head, I proceeded to lay down on the bed. The bed was rather hard, but I made due. Beggars couldn't be choosers.

Beside me, the flame continued illuminating the place.

Raising my hand, I glanced at my wrist.

"They sure are confident."

I had originally thought that they would've taken my bracelet away, but that never happened. This surprised me quite a bit, but who was I to complain?

This perfectly worked in my favor.

Reaching my hand out, I slowly clenched it. I then opened my mouth and asked.

"...Are you sure Amanda's father is the Overlord?"

"Yes."

A voice echoed from near the door of the cell. I lowered my hand and frowned.

"I have no choice but to become an Emperor rank, don't I?"

"If you want to meet him, that's your only choice."

"I see..."

I nodded. Raising my head, I gazed in his direction.

There was something I was curious about.

"Apart from more resources, what's so good about being an Overlord rank?"

"Freedom."

He only replied with one word, but that was enough for me to understand everything. Sitting up straight, I asked.

"Are you saying that once someone reaches Overlord rank, they will be freed?"

"Not quite."

My other self shook his head.

Turning his head to gaze in the direction of the door, he replied.

"For an Overlord to gain freedom, they must first win against one of the ruling Dukes."

"Tsss..."

I took a cold breath of hair.

"Beat on of the ruling Dukes? I assume their strength will also be suppressed."

If not, how would anyone be able to win?

The other me nodded.

"It will be, but unlike the challengers, they won't wear any artifacts to suppress their strength."

"This..."

Wasn't this shady? What if they were about to lose? Considering their pride, it wouldn't be strange if they resorted to some petty trick.

"It's exactly as you think."

Confirming my words, the other me leaned his back against the wall.

"Freedom is merely some false hope given to ignite the fighting spirits of the contenders. They never planned on freeing them from the very beginning."

"As expected."

Letting out a long breath, I sighed.

"Don't worry too much. Just focus on reaching Emperor rank for now. All other things will come naturally."

"...Alright."

right. There was no time for me to dwell on these

was to become an Emperor-level contender and get the chance to

only way I could

"Ah, right."

thoughts, it was then that I

of them and stared at them. Confirming that they were indeed white,

my hair

I had never looked at myself in the mirror in these past few months, it was only

How did that happen?

then that

a side effect of

please

My eyes squinted.

that I

that I really cared, but I was

comes to shove, I

no way anyone would

Right?

"Ugh."

I groaned.

'What a pain.'

me for a brief moment,

back to

eyes lit up

"Really?"

trauma your body has suffered from using so much power. There is a reason why people have ranks. Bridging so

"That makes sense..."

events of the past, I couldn't agree anymore with his

strength that

my body to hold such power, I couldn't understand how the only issue I suffered was just my change

grateful that the only side effect

some rest, you will soon

"Right..."

my

my eyes, I slowly

to be a busy

***

of a

rose in and out of the man's body as each

aura around him that would make anyone quake in their

"Huuu..."

the figure slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep

trace of insanity inside of those eyes, but

"Please wait for me..."

rather weak, but it

close. I

strong undulation

flashed across the man's

will win no matter

***

Bang—!

figure slammed against the side of the arena, and the

"Yes, fuck him!"

"Screw him!"

"Hahhahahah!"

for our new contender whose overall rank is now in the thirties and

'...Seriously?'

my best to keep a straight face. From white death to white reaper? What was up

be over

opponent who was still passed out on the

fighting every day, and finally managed to earn my

Rank thirty.

'I finally did it...'

only a few ranks away from reaching the top ten. The only ranks that enabled someone to

the top ten of a bracket could

him. The only thing I knew

was then that the demoness came to talk

Reaper, who will your next challenger be? Are you going to repeat your previous streaks and challenge the highest contender you can

for a brief moment, I slowly

next opponent will

cheers. The cheers were

I ignored it.

will quickly fight the

I could challenge. This was purposely set up so that the Emperor-ranked contender wouldn't be

must first earn the

no exception

White Reaper. Once again choosing to

up the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters away from

in my direction when she did that, but I merely shrugged them

if she could

brief moment of time, the demoness showed a surprised look on her face. She

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