The Author's POV

"I'm bored."

Over the course of Lightning Dragon's short life, the same words had been repeated so many times that he had also gotten bored of saying them.

But he couldn't help it.

He had truly gotten bored.

'Prodigy.'

'Next Union head.'

'Humanity's hope.'

Originally known as Liam Nefeli, Lightning Dragon was once hailed as one of mankind's brightest prodigies.

In the past, he had attended the Lock, and that was where he gained his fame.

In spite of this, he had no pleasant memories of the place.

As a transfer student, he had great expectations when he first arrived at the Lock.

Why wouldn't he? It was supposed to be the number one academy in the human domain.

It was a world filled to the brim with huge prodigies who would one day become the backbone of mankind.

His first year at the Lock was probably the best year he had ever had. His constant drive to improve himself, along with his friendship, kept life from becoming monotonous.

As a matter of fact, he had also acquired a rival while at the Lock. An individual who pushed him forward and followed him from behind.

His name was...

What was it again? Givan? Gary? Gilbert?

Ah, it was such a long time ago that he had already forgotten.

But those were truly fun days for Liam.

It was probably the last time he had ever truly been happy.

Unfortunately, those days never really lasted long.

After his talent began to outshine everyone else's, his so-called 'friends' began to look at him differently.

It was no longer out of friendship, but out of greed.

'If he becomes the next of the Union he will support me in the future.'

'I should stay closer to him.'

'He will make a good connection.'

They didn't need to say anything for him to understand what they were thinking. Their faces said it all.

Life became duller from that point on.

Despite this, he continued to train hard, and his strength continued to rise at an alarming rate. It had gotten to the point where almost all the big guilds in the human domain were salivating over him.

He would constantly get secret offers from the top guilds or even the Union itself.

He naturally rejected them.

He wasn't interested in such things. Responsibilities weren't his thing.

They were boring.

That said.

In spite of losing a lot of his friends, Liam kept staying at the Lock because of his rival, or should he say, best friend?

Yeah...

That sounded about right.

Bests friend...

As far as he was concerned, he was the only one who hadn't given up on him.

…It was kind of fun.

But, that too inevitably came to an end as his rival soon stopped comparing himself to him and pushing himself like he once did.

He tried to remedy the situation by holding back a lot, but in the end, his friend and rival found out about his intentions and stopped talking to him altogether.

Whenever they met thereafter, he would greet him with a short nod and disappear into the distance.

It was from that point on that Liam's world became dyed in grey.

His life had become monotonous as nothing excited him anymore.

"How boring…"

excursion trip along with his classmates

was supposed to be a typical school trip, but reality proved to be quite different as they were suddenly

it wasn't

Lock students. Or at least on the surface as the

order to ensure the success of their plans, and stop any reinforcements from

however, they too were stopped as the several Marquis

away the moment

that moment, he didn't stay behind because he wanted to save his classmates nor because he want to be a hero; he was filled with inexplicable

stared at a powerful enemy, he felt

that it could kill

brought color to his dull gray

his eyes shone and a

he could go all out

Liam didn't mind. As far

himself from the boredom that had

inevitably left

Crash—!

trees, the demon raised his head and gazed in his direction. His eyes were clearly clouded with

than what the

was holding back a lot

of his head as he stared at the Demon, Liam lazily put

"How boring."

up muttering as he stared at the demon

should finish this

was at that

just say that you were

brows furrowed, and his feet came to

"What about it?"

He asked.

back against the tree, the demon pondered for a moment before

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

his head, Liam thought

and lack of

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

my age. And the older ones won't fight me because they don't want to hurt me. They think that I am too precious to

him also contributed to his boredom, as they prevented him from getting into any fights that could endanger his life. Had it not been for the demon's carefully thought out plan, they would've probably

actions only served to

that he had started questioning whether living was worth

It was then that.

want

asked him. Turning his head to look at him, Liam shook

won't fall for it. I'm not going to sign

asking you

his head as he

enough to sign a contract

do you

a step forward and raised his hand, prepared

up to stare at Liam, the demon quickly

can fight at your heart's content with your life on the

hand came to

"…Speak."

the demon's face as he quickly started

hand became as

will become

"Interesting."

spread across Liam's face as he thought back on the details

a bit,

do I

must come with me to the

furrowed when

I know that you aren't messing with

was at that

Spurt!

raised his hand and proceeded to pierce his stomach with his sharp nails. black blood spilled on the ground, and the demon slowly pulled out a pulsating

proceeded to toss it in Liam's

"Here you go."

at

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

Is this enough proof

for a couple of seconds,

"Alright."

Spurt—

nowhere, he cut off

shocked

"You…what are you doing?"

ground, Liam put the demon core away and

He died during a fight against a demon trying to save his

he proceeded to slash the