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…"

life continued until he found himself on a school excursion trip along with

supposed to be a typical school trip, but reality proved to be quite different

it turned out, it wasn't

surface as the true target was him as several Marquis-ranked demons were dispatched

success of their plans, and stop any reinforcements

case something like this happened, however, they too were stopped as the several Marquis ranked demons, including the Monolith members had arrived to

ran away

save his classmates nor because he want to be a

a powerful enemy, he felt an

that it could

brought color to his dull gray world as he proceeded to

demon, his eyes shone and a smile

who he could go all out

but Liam didn't mind. As far as he was concerned, he only wanted

more than to alleviate himself from the boredom that had been plaguing him

he was inevitably

Crash—!

of the trees, the demon raised his head and gazed in his

stronger than what

holding back a lot

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

"How boring."

ended up muttering as he stared

should

was at

you just say that you

brows furrowed, and his feet came to a

"What about it?"

He asked.

against the tree, the demon pondered for a moment

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

his head, Liam thought for

and lack of challenge

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

least for my age. And the older ones won't fight me because they don't want

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 already been

but their actions only served to

he had gotten so bored that he had started questioning whether

It was then that.

you want is

him. Turning his head to look at him,

fall for

you to sign a

that the demon shook his head as he murmured in a barely audible

enough to sign

do

a step forward and raised his hand, prepared to kill the demon

head up to stare at

can fight at your heart's content

came to

"…Speak."

demon's face as he quickly started to

relaxed his hand

the winner will become the

"Interesting."

across Liam's face as he thought back on the

a bit,

I go

me

brows furrowed when he

that you aren't messing

at

Spurt!

his sharp nails. black blood spilled on the ground, and the demon

proceeded to toss it in

"Here you go."

looked at

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

control my life and death. Is this enough

a couple of seconds, Liam

"Alright."

Spurt—

he cut off his arm

actions shocked the

"You…what are you doing?"

the ground, Liam put the demon

He died during a fight against a demon trying to

to slash the