The Author's POV

Kevin overlooked the entirety of Ashton city from the comfort of his new office.

The office was about the same size as a tennis court; it was large and spacious, and the decor consisted of a few shelves with books, a large wooden desk, and a couple of chairs.

The floor was covered with a fluffy gray carpet, and the large windows that were located at the far end of the room enabled light to travel through the room and illuminate the office space.

The office was sparsely decorated, nonetheless, this was how Kevin preferred things to be.

With his hand behind his back, Kevin's face remained expressionless as he gazed at the city below.

Sky that was clear blue, clouds that were fluffy white, and buildings that shone brightly under the light of the sun.

Everything looked perfect. At least on the outside.

At that very moment, the city was completely deserted, and the streets were totally devoid of any presence whatsoever.

Having initiated the evacuation call, it was only natural that the city would end up in this state.

The criticism that he got for his decree was significant. The vast majority of people now referred to him as a tyrant, and they believed that the world would end with him as the leader.

Even though he was the target of numerous different kinds of curses, Kevin was no longer affected by such things. His emotions were as hard as ice.

Kevin blinked his eyes once, and the scene in front of his eyes suddenly shifted.

The sky turned red, the buildings in front of him collapsed, and smoke filled the air as the situation rapidly deteriorated. Kevin could still detect the lingering scent of blood in the air, and in the distance, he could make out the muffled screams of those who were in despair.

It appeared to be a completely different city than it had been just a couple of moments earlier.

Kevin slowly clenched his teeth as he watched the city revert back to its normal state after another blink of his eyes.

His mind was gradually beginning to fill with recollections of the past, and he noticed that a reddish hue was beginning to radiate outward from his body.

A blue panel manifested in front him.

Synchronisation : 79%

"The rate of synchronization is increasing."

Kevin murmured, his brows furrowing into a tight frown.

Kevin would experience random flashbacks of his past just like what had happened a couple of seconds ago, and each time he did, his power would spike, albeit ever so slightly.

Normally, one would be happy with the sudden power boost. Even if slightly, any power boost at his level was considered significant.

It was just that...

to forget. They were like a curse, eating away

part of him relive the times when it had happened, and

the synchronization, the greater the power, and the less certain he was about who he

Voss...I'm Kevin

he had to remind himself of who he was. There were times when he would look around and realize that he had been doing nothing but

"Ukh"

covered his head with his

difficult for him to stand; he had to lean on the bookshelf next to him for support. The pain made it difficult for

I've decided to slowly spread

the reason why the recovery of his memories were done in batches was because it was highly likely that

his previous self had devised the defense mechanism in order to protect himself from potential

from the overload of memories that depicted all

Knock—! Knock—

out of his thoughts by a succession of

dressed in a suit, which was quite an unusual sight, and her hair, which had now reached the point where it reached her tailbone,

papers in her

to your

"More or less."

answered, watching as she moved toward the desk where she dropped the stack

are refusing to go to the bunkers. They said that

the bunker.

her in a flat tone, and

person who, whether in the present day or in the past, refused to leave their homes because

had with their place, but Kevin wasn't trying to put everyone in

move everyone outside of the city was due to his perception of them as being a burden on

the way, it was clear that Kevin would have a lot of trouble, and the only way to deal with that was by having everyone

he had allowed them to remain, he made the difficult choice to order everyone to report to

allow anything to divert his

sure about your choice? It might cause a lot

thoughts. She had a rather worried look on

nodded his

backlash. It doesn't really matter to

barely anyone that could oppose

and even the Union old heads supported him, there was no way anyone would be able

human domain,

could go against him, and it was precisely because of this that he had

I trust you, so I'll tell the others about your

"Thank you."

shifted his attention back toward the

stare at his watch,

"Twelve hours left…"

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