The Author's POV

On one of the upper platforms overlooking the matches, a heavy, somber atmosphere prevailed.

SilverMoon stared at Skull Crusher who was passed out on the ground without saying a word. She was not aware of Skull Crusher's current condition, and quite frankly, she didn't care.

He had lost, and that was all that mattered to her. Regardless of whether he had died or not, she was no longer interested in it.

"Trash..."

She uttered in disgust.

The match itself had already ruined her mood. As a result, she decided to leave the room as she no longer felt the need to stay there.

Before leaving the room, she took one last glance at the arena below before murmuring.

'Petty tricks.'

Clank—!

The door closed shut and she disappeared.

As for the other top rankers in the room, they had mixed reactions.

While their reactions to the white-haired figure below were not as strong as SilverMoon's, they were still startled by what they had seen. Their eyes were now mixed with fear and apprehension.

For him to have beaten Skull Crusher so easily, they themselves couldn't do it.

It now became clear to them that whoever this newbie was, he was above their level.

Well, almost everyone.

"Hm? Has the fight ended?"

A lazy and groggy voice echoed out on the platform.

Blinking a couple of times, Lightning Dragon lifted his head to view the arena below. The loud cheers had woken him up from his nap.

"Huaam."

Yawning out loud, he lazily asked.

"Who won?"

"...Your fellow human member."

A deep voice answered his question. The voice belonged to an orc, and he was currently ranked fourth in the rankings.

Compared to Skull Crusher, he was shorter, but despite his height, he emitted an even more powerful aura compared to Skull Crusher.

"Human?"

Taking a closer look at the action below, Lighting Dragon squinted his eyes.

His gaze lingered on the white-haired figure in the midst of the arena grounds for a little over a couple of seconds.

"He looks familiar."

He muttered in a loud voice.

Upon hearing his words, everyone turned to look at one another.

In the past, his words would have seemed odd to them, but now that they were used to him, they didn't think too much of it.

To them, was someone that had a terrible memory.

Sort of.

His lack of memory was more indicative of a lack of care. His memory of everyone else present in the room was limited to the current emperor, and no one else.

The only people he remembered were those who were worth remembering, and it was clear to them that they weren't worth remembering. The same could be said for the white-haired figure below as Lightning Dragon still seemed to be unable to remember him.

"Yes, he's won."

The orc from before replied. His eyes flickered coldly as he looked at the human on the sofa. However, he didn't dare to move.

In his mind, there was no doubt that the human in front of him was frightening, and that he stood no chance against him. Even then, his attitude irritated him to no end.

to be treated as nothing but

Crack.

with a cracking sound as he

"Huaaam …"

his hand, Lightning Dragon leaned back against the

"That's good for him…"

for a long blue sheath in which a sword rested inside and grasped it with his left hand. Pulling it closer to

"So tired."

his lips,

up until the

as he finished

The room quieted down.

***

To Tok—

"Come in."

SilverMoon lowered her head. In secret, she glanced toward the center of the room

The current Emperor, SilverStar.

person that stood at the peak of the

that everything was alright, only then did she finally lower her

you ready for

her voice sounded normal, it was

picked up by the figure standing in the

there something up with

tone. Lifting her head, SilverMoon's tightly

She eventually sighed.

the human that

"…What about him?"

wasn't just a simple

clenched as she

dare you challenge

"Without lifting a finger?"

SilverStar's face. But it came as

he slowly

To Tok.

sound of his footsteps echoed

of her. His thumb traced down

he watched this, he smiled

"...It doesn't matter."

you mean it doesn't matter?

protested, but the Emperor shook his

well that my next match is against the Emperor of

"Yes, I know."

head. This realization sent

few minutes from now, the current Emperor, SilverStar,

Overlord would be

to fight against the

the human

hand away from her cheek. Her face was filled with reluctance when he did so, but she kept

going to let him go

"No."

He replied.

he continued, his attention turned toward an ornate wooden closet not so far from where he was, where a white shirt was

So what if he managed to

"You mean Lightning Dragon?"

"...Yes."

of his shirt, his

will be able to run rampant like that once I become

really be

returned to her

Turning around, SilverStar smirked.

worry about me winning. That's a guarantee. I

***

"I'm curious about something."

my other self and our eyes met. The

Regardless, I still asked.

long can you

had occurred to me a while ago, but sometimes my other self could manifest physically. Having always thought he was some sort of vision,

to adjust though. Coming to terms with this fact, I decided to just accept it and use it

like what had