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 during his third

typical school trip, but reality proved to be

it turned out, it wasn't just a random

surface as the true

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

like this happened, however, they too were stopped as the several Marquis ranked

rival, ran away the moment

that moment, he didn't stay behind because he wanted to save his classmates nor because he want

he stared at a powerful enemy, he felt an impending sense of

strong that it

it also brought color to his dull gray

demon, his eyes shone

someone who he could go all

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

the boredom that had been plaguing him for the past

inevitably

Crash—!

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

than what

holding back a lot

stared at

"How boring."

muttering as he stared

I should finish

was at

did you just say that you

his feet came

"What about it?"

He asked.

the demon pondered for a

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

Liam

lack of

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

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

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 here, protecting

their actions

bored that he had started questioning whether living was worth

It was then that.

want is

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

won't fall for it.

not asking you to

head as he murmured in a barely

crazy enough to

what do you

and raised his hand, prepared to kill the demon

to stare at Liam, the

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

came

"…Speak."

manifested across the demon's face as he quickly started to inform Liam about the arena located in

the more relaxed his hand became as an interest soon flashed across his

the winner will become the Overlord of

"Interesting."

Liam's face as he thought back on the details

a bit, he

do I go

me

when

would I know that

at that

Spurt!

suddenly 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

proceeded to toss it

"Here you go."

looked at the demon in

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

death. Is this enough proof that I will

for a couple of seconds, Liam nodded

"Alright."

Spurt—

cut off his arm

shocked

"You…what are you doing?"

on the ground, Liam put the demon core away and

forth, Liam Nefeli is dead. He died during a fight against

around, he proceeded to slash the