The Author's POV

"The world looks peaceful, doesn't it?"

While I trailed Matthew from behind, I looked around at everything that was going on around me. The world, as he pointed out, was quite different from the world that I lived in.

People running around with smiles, no gates or demons to worry about…

It was extremely peaceful. Enough to make me jealous.

'Is this how the world would've been if Jezebeth and the demons never existed?'

It was rather good.

"You think too much."

Matthew smirked as he looked at me.

"True, the world looks peaceful, but that's merely what you're perceiving on the surface. Reality is, the world is a lot less idealistic than you'd imagine."

He continued forth, and I followed from behind him. He didn't elaborate further, but he seemed to be hinting at something.

I honestly didn't understand his words. When I looked around me and saw the world, which appeared to be in much better shape than the war-torn world that I was a part of, I had a hard time believing that this world could be as terrible as he hinted at.

'Merely what you're perceiving on the surface…'

Was he hinting that something big was happening in the shadows?

"We're nearly here."

The first thing that caught my eye in the distance was a familiar skyscraper. It was a building that I had frequented in the past, and its appearance in this world was identical to how it appeared in the world that I belonged to.

'The Union Tower.'

"We want justice!"

I heard faint chants in the distance.

'At least, that part of the Union Tower didn't change.'

Be it my world or this world, there'd always be a couple of people protesting there.

The further we went, the louder they got, and it wasn't long before I had a better grasp of what they were yelling.

My expression changed a little.

"Life imprisonment!"

"Sentence those criminals to the death!"

"Kill them!"

Hearing the contents of their words, my brows slowly furrowed, and I looked toward Matthew.

"What's going on?"

Were some big time criminals being persecuted?

The reaction seemed rather extreme.

"You'll see."

Matthew merely smiled at my question and continued moving forward.

a bit crazy, I decided to follow him closely and no longer said a word. I

"Kill those traitors!"

them hanged in the streets and make an

"Murderers!"

before a large group of people carrying

shouted all sorts of profanities while waving the

"We want justice!"

"We want justice!"

"We want justice!"

spread throughout every nook and cranny of the square beneath the Union Tower. It was so loud that

"We're here."

stopped right next to the crowd and stared at the

I stopped beside him.

you were trying to

The riot?

something

Matthew smiled.

of minutes. You'll get

"Okay."

hopes of getting any clues, but there

wait too long to

"Someone is finally out!"

"Judgment will finally prevail!"

"Justice!"

the tower opened with a deliberate pace, revealing a stoic figure with languid eyes. The effect of his power was immediate, and everyone in

'…He's still the same.'

this world, or the other world. Octavious was still

He never changed.

verdict has been

voice reached the ears

filled the surroundings as everyone held their

my interest in the matter increased, and I

this verdict

He soon continued.

of the evidence, and a lot of discussions, we, the Union, have come to the conclusion that the following three

his hand, three pictures materialized next to him, and my entire face went

Genocide. Extortion at the

had no time to focus on

gaze directed toward the three individuals depicted in the images presented by Octavious,

"H,how is this possible?"

It didn't make sense.

creator of the Keiki style, and a former

known as Grandmaster Levisha, sole creator of Levisha style, and

sole creator of Graver style, and

head to stare at the images

this day forth, I hereby declare that the three

"Waaahhh!"

"Wooooooohhh!"

of cheers reverberated throughout. People

while others started praising

churn at the sight, and I looked over at Matthew, who smiled at me like

still think that

was still trying to process what had just happened, but it finally dawned

were deemed to be the Heroes of my world suddenly become such

was that was happening, was definitely something

supposed

baffled me and