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 his classmates during his third year of

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

it turned out, it wasn't

attack seemed to target all Lock students. Or at least on the surface as the true target was him as several Marquis-ranked demons were dispatched during the

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 stop

his rival, ran away the moment they spotted

that didn't run away that day was Liam. At 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

a powerful enemy,

that it

to his dull gray

his eyes shone and a smile spread

someone who he could go all

if they had been present, but Liam didn't mind. As far as he was concerned, he only wanted to fight against the demon in front of him. Nothing else mattered to

alleviate himself from the boredom that had

inevitably

Crash—!

raised his head and gazed

than what the reports have

was holding back a lot

of his head as he stared at the Demon, Liam

"How boring."

as he stared at the demon in front

guess I should

was at

did you just say that

his feet came

"What about it?"

He asked.

against the tree, the demon pondered for

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

head, Liam thought for a

about his past experiences, and lack of challenge in

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

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

also contributed to his boredom, as they prevented him from getting into any fights that could

understood their intentions, but their actions only served

bored that he had started questioning whether

It was then that.

want is excitement

him. Turning his head to look

won't fall for

you to sign a

he murmured in a barely audible

to sign a contract with

do you

forward and raised his hand, prepared to kill the

to stare at Liam, the demon quickly

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

came to a

"…Speak."

he quickly started to

the more relaxed his hand became

will become the Overlord of the

"Interesting."

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

a

do I

with me to

furrowed when

would I know that

was at that

Spurt!

demon suddenly raised his hand and proceeded to pierce his stomach with his sharp nails. black blood

then proceeded to toss

"Here you go."

Liam looked at the demon

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

life and death. Is this enough proof

couple of

"Alright."

Spurt—

cut off his

actions shocked the

"You…what are you doing?"

on the ground, Liam put the demon core

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

proceeded to slash the demon's