The Author's POV

[Agh! Someone help me!]

[M, monster!]

[Help me!]

The room was filled with the sound of people screaming in anguish. They originated from a specific video that was projected onto a screen, and showed an image of a young man with glossy black hair and deep blue eyes taking care of a series of guards in an effortless manner.

The expression on Octavious' face remained the same as he sat in front of the holographic projection. His eyes were as listless and hazy as they had always been.

It was as if the happenings in the projection were of no interest to him.

[Would you like to replay the video?]

The video soon came to an end, and silence filtered across the dimly lit room.

The next couple of minutes were spent with Octavious's gaze intently fixed on the projection. It wasn't until a subtle shaking began in the room that he finally showed any kind of reaction, and he got up out of his chair.

Swoosh―!

The entire room became tinged with white, and all of a sudden, a tremendous amount of pressure filled the space. The pressure began to have an effect on Octavious's face, and for the first time in a while, his eyes began to show visible signs of change.

He slightly lowered his head.

"How may I be of service?"

His tone was composed, but there was a hint of fear hidden deeply within his words.

[I trusted that you would've accomplished the mission without a problem. What has happened?]

An ancient, and deep voice reverberated throughout the room.

[There is a purpose behind why I have bestowed upon you the power that you currently possess. Because you haven't let me down in any way up to this point, you are still alive. That, however... is being tested at the moment...]

As Octavious listened to the voice, he could feel sweat running down the side of his face.

He hurriedly lowered his head further.

"I apologize for the situation."

[…Find the culprit behind the incident and make sure to eliminate them. I do not wish to expose myself.]

"I understand."

Octavious nodded his head, and knelt down on one knee. He then placed his hand over his chest.

"I will carry out the task to the utmost, Protector of the Seat of Diligence."

[I really hope that you won't let me down. There is no "next time" in this scenario.]

While he rested both arms against the table, a trickle of sweat continued to run down

must find

slowly tightened his grip on his fist, his eyes clouded once more, and his face went back

making some adjustments to his suit, he turned around and quickly

was going to personally take

***

"It's as I expected…"

sofa. As I tried to organize the thoughts and images floating around in my head, I noticed that the noise that

'Fuck.'

learned very little from the memories, but by combining them with what

stare at

they're being targeted is

had a strong intuition that this was almost certainly the case. From what

world, or my world, he

the martial manual or skill

him at the Union Tower, and thinking back at the memories that I saw from Melissa and seeing that they were practically the same as the ones from my world, another hypothesis formed inside

need more information. I can't be too sure

my head and

correct, then

It was too much…

"Huuuu…"

took another deep

I heard Grandmaster

"…Did you find anything?"

I looked at him and soon nodded

I have an idea of what's going on. I just am not one hundred percent sure yet. However, from what

Octavious! Power has

cursed out loud while gnashing his teeth

child changed, he's been eying the three of us. I knew that

not necessarily be the

of the chair I

is definitely responsible for what happened to you guys, the motive behind it

Octavious was that he was the type of person who strived for excellence in everything he did. He was a man of great pragmatism and was the type of person who enjoyed

hadn't known otherwise, I probably would have assumed that he was to blame for the deaths of the three grandmasters who lived in my world. However, I knew that wasn't possible considering that he wasn't yet powerful enough to deal with them back

thus aware of the fact that there was something else at

deaths of the three grandmasters in my world were really not due to the demons, then

could only think

pity that I still don't have enough

bracing my hands against the edge of the couch as I did so, and stood up. After that, I turned my attention to the

to ask the three

three straightened their

us. If it's something that we can do, then we will try our

their eyes, I knew that they meant

It was just that…

the side of