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…"

school excursion trip along with his classmates

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

out, it wasn't

at least on the surface as the true target was him as several Marquis-ranked demons were dispatched during

their plans, and stop any

a precaution, the Lock had also put in place guards in case something like this happened, however, they too were stopped as the several Marquis ranked demons, including the Monolith members

including his rival, ran away the

behind because he wanted to save his classmates nor because he want to be a hero; he was filled with inexplicable excitement for the first time in a long time as his dull gray world

enemy, he felt

it

his dull gray world as he

eyes shone and a smile spread across

could go all

As far as he was concerned, he

from the boredom that had been plaguing him for the

inevitably left

Crash—!

and gazed in his direction. His

what the

I was holding back a lot of

he stared at the Demon, Liam lazily

"How boring."

stared at the demon

I should finish this

was at that

did you just

and his

"What about it?"

He asked.

the tree, the demon pondered for a moment

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

Liam thought for

about his past experiences, and lack of challenge

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

won't fight me because they don't want to hurt me. They think that I am

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,

but their actions only served to increase his

that he had started questioning whether living was worth

It was then that.

want is excitement

demon asked him. Turning his head to look at

fall for it. I'm not going to sign a

you to sign

the demon shook his head as he murmured in a barely audible tone. Still enough for

enough to sign

do you

hand, prepared to

his head up to stare

tell you of a place where you can fight at your heart's content with

hand came to

"…Speak."

as he quickly started to inform Liam about the arena located in the

relaxed his hand became as an interest soon

will become the Overlord of

"Interesting."

face as he thought back on the details

a

do I go

come with me to

when he heard

that you aren't messing

at

Spurt!

pierce his stomach with his sharp nails. black blood spilled

to toss it

"Here you go."

looked at the demon in

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

Is this enough proof that

a couple of seconds, Liam

"Alright."

Spurt—

of nowhere, he cut off his

shocked

"You…what are you doing?"

on the ground, Liam put the demon core

Nefeli is dead. He died during a fight against a demon trying to

proceeded to slash the demon's