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.]

room. While he rested both arms against the

find

his fist, his eyes clouded once more, and his face went back to its usual

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

was going to personally

***

"It's as I expected…"

drawing a deep breath, and then I sat myself down on the sofa. As I tried to organize the thoughts and images floating

'Fuck.'

the information. I learned very little from the memories, but by combining them with what I already knew, I was able to form a hypothesis, which left

head to stare at the three grandmasters before

I'm not wrong, the main reason why they're being

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

world, or my world, he was the strongest person in the human

that he still learned the martial

at the Union Tower, and thinking back at the memories that I saw from

need more information. I can't be too sure

quickly shook my head and dispersed

hypothesis proved to be correct, then I

It was too much…

"Huuuu…"

another

then that I heard Grandmaster

"…Did you find anything?"

head, I looked at him and soon nodded my

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

Octavious! Power has gotten to

Gravar cursed out loud while gnashing his teeth in

us. I knew that something was wrong

not necessarily be the

over the armrest of the chair

the motive behind it is definitely not because he feels

excellence in everything he did. He was a man of great

my world. However, I knew that wasn't possible considering that he wasn't yet powerful enough to deal with them back when they were

of the fact that there

of the three grandmasters in my world were really not due to the demons, then I'm afraid there's some sort of higher power hidden within both

only think of one

still don't have enough evidence to prove my

got out of my seat, bracing my hands against the edge of the couch as I did so, and stood up.

need to ask the

straightened their backs.

can do, then we will try our best

looks in their eyes, I knew that

It was just that…

the side