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

Crack.

rang with a cracking sound as he clenched his

"Huaaam …"

his hand, Lightning Dragon leaned back against the sofa, completely unaware

"That's good for him…"

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

"So tired."

lips,

until the Emperor match

he finished

The room quieted down.

***

To Tok—

"Come in."

SilverMoon lowered her head. In secret, she glanced toward the center of the room where a shirtless man with long silver hair

The current Emperor, SilverStar.

person that stood at the peak of the Duke bracket, and someone

sure that everything was alright, only then did she

you ready for your

In spite of the fact that her voice sounded normal, it was tinged

the figure standing in the

there something up

Lifting her head, SilverMoon's tightly furrowed brows

She eventually sighed.

big. Remember the human

"…What about him?"

a simple victory, but he completely won without even

teeth clenched as she thought back to the

dare you challenge

"Without lifting a finger?"

But it came as fast

SilverMoon, he slowly walked up

To Tok.

sound of his footsteps

thumb traced down the long scar that traced down her face, resulting in a faint blush to

he watched this,

"...It doesn't matter."

do you mean it doesn't matter? He's directly challenging your

but the

well that my next match is against the Emperor

"Yes, I know."

This

current Emperor, SilverStar, would go against the King

against the Overlord would

able to beat him, he would finally be able to fight

the human

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

are you really going to

"No."

He replied.

an ornate wooden closet not so far from where he was, where a white shirt was hanging. Walking up to it, he took the shirt

that I have to attend to at the moment. So what if he managed to beat Skull Crusher?

"You mean Lightning Dragon?"

"...Yes."

the top part of his

that human, I will see how he will be able to run rampant like

you really be

returned to her

Turning around, SilverStar smirked.

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

***

"I'm curious about something."

I returned to my cell, I glanced at my other self and our eyes met. The look on

Regardless, I still asked.

you have a tangible

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

with this fact, I decided to just accept it

had currently