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…"

until he found himself on a school excursion trip along with

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

turned out, it wasn't

surface as the true target was him as several Marquis-ranked

ensure the success of their plans, and stop any reinforcements from coming, the demons attacked

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

including his rival, ran away the moment they spotted

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

enemy, he felt an impending

it

dull gray world

attacked the demon, his eyes shone and a smile spread across his

who he could go all out

crazy for suddenly attacking a demon like that if they had been present, but Liam didn't mind. As far as he was concerned, he only

boredom that

was inevitably left

Crash—!

against one of the trees, the demon raised his head and

what the reports have

I was holding back a lot

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

"How boring."

he stared at the demon in front of

I should

was at

wait, did you just

and his feet came to

"What about it?"

He asked.

against the tree, the demon pondered for

"Why are you bored?"

"Why am I bored?"

head, Liam thought

experiences, and lack of challenge in his

"Because I'm too strong."

"Too strong?"

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

keeping a close eye on 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

their intentions, but their actions only

so bored that he had started questioning whether living was

It was then that.

want is

head to look

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

asking you

he murmured in a barely audible

not crazy enough to sign a contract with

do

a step forward and raised his hand, prepared to

head up to stare at Liam, the

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

came to

"…Speak."

across the demon's face as he quickly started to inform

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

the winner will become the Overlord of the

"Interesting."

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

a bit,

I go

must come with me

furrowed when he heard

would I know that

was at

Spurt!

nails. black blood spilled on the ground, and the demon slowly pulled out a pulsating

toss it in Liam's

"Here you go."

looked at the demon

"What's this?"

"It's my core."

The demon answered.

you control my life and death. Is this enough proof that I will keep my

for a couple

"Alright."

Spurt—

nowhere, he cut off his arm and blood spilled

actions shocked

"You…what are you doing?"

at the arm on the ground, Liam put

is dead. He died during a fight

he proceeded to slash