The Author's POV

The tension in the room was palpable, thick enough to cut through with a knife. Waylan's smile vanished in an instant, leaving behind a stoic expression devoid of any emotion.

His clear eyes began to cloud over, and in just a matter of seconds, they turned pitch black. But upon closer inspection, they were much more than just a dark void.

As I gazed into his eyes, I could see the reflection of the entire cosmos staring back at me.

The swirling galaxies, the shining stars, and the infinite expanse of space were all contained within Waylan's eyes.

"Is this your answer?"

Waylan's voice boomed across the room, carrying with it an ancient quality that made the powers within my body tremble.

I felt a sudden pressure crash onto me, and I struggled to keep my footing. Despite the weight bearing down on me, I refused to falter and stood my ground.

"Even after I conceded and allowed you to work with us, you still choose to work against us?"

Waylan's gaze was cold and unforgiving, and I knew that I was in deep trouble.

"Arrogant."

He spat, and the cosmos within his eyes began to expand, slowly creeping up the walls of the room.

I watched in seriousness as the stars and galaxies began to envelop everything around me, slowly but surely.

Even in the face of such overwhelming power, I remained composed/

"Arrogant, huh?"

I managed to gasp out, struggling against the immense pressure that threatened to crush me.

"Would knowing that I'd get disposed of after serving my usefulness count as me being arrogant? …Rather, instead of arrogant, shouldn't you be saying something along the lines of self-aware?"

I was no fool.

The information that Ryan had sent me coincided with everything that I had managed to figure out myself, and I knew that Waylan wasn't someone who'd spare someone that had lived up to their usefulness.

He couldn't fool me, and I knew that he needed to die, regardless of whether he'd eliminate me after.

'He needs to die regardless.'

I thought to myself, my resolve hardening with each passing second. His existence was something that needed to be eliminated to have any chance at the third cataclysm that was soon going to come.

"Self-Aware?"

Waylan looked at me with a calm expression, musing over my words very carefully. It wasn't long before he shook his head.

"You're the last thing from self-aware. If you were self-aware, you'd know which side to join."

to distort and warp, and suddenly, I found myself in a cosmic background filled with stars

felt weightless as if I was standing on nothing at all. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I couldn't help but be in awe of the

"Are you surprised?"

reverie, pulling me back to reality. I turned

I'm surprised. Where have

send me here, I never

can't tell where we are considering that you

pierced through me, and the white glow

important is

his hand

join me,

***

Boom―!

pushed down to the ground. The entire area was filled with the sound of screams of agony, and there was a

and hordes of dark humanoid creatures rushed out of them as quickly as they

Don't spare any

"Arkhh!"

had a crazed and bloodthirsty look on their faces as they flew toward the tens of thousands, if not

air, impaling many of the demons that were rushing their way,

an eye and continued to charge at the humans. Even if they succeeded

screams that were heard throughout the area gradually became higher pitched, and it

In the distance.

"What a pitiful sight."

of indifference that was plastered across Jezebeth's face was not

so many have to die today… A pity, a

his head

were two elven figures. An elderly one and a younger

stared at

their gaze, Jezebeth turned his

are taking place over there don't appear to be having much of an effect on the two of you at all. Is this how things normally work with you Protectors?... Do you only care about maintaining

Jezebeth was unconcerned by this

this day for a very long time, and although he had seen this scene many times in the past... He knew... that this was the very last time

reason that

thinking that the five other Protectors

the distance. His expression remained one of contentment as his eyes became fixated on a particular

never mind five…

the scene in the distance, but he eventually shook his head and tore his gaze

It's still a bit too

two Protectors. While he had both hands behind his back, his hair was blowing in front of him, and his eyes, which had a purplish-red

Swoosh!

started to move, and their silhouettes began to blend in with the surrounding area. They vanished for

who had his rapier drawn and pointed toward his neck, showed no

behind that one slash made everything in the far distance appear to be of insignificant size, and at the same

that wasn't all, the elderly elf appeared behind Jezebeth with a large magic circle―the size of a car―appearing above her staff. A terrifying fluctuation burst forth from the magic circle, spreading across the nearby areas and shattering everything that was within