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."

warp, and suddenly, I found myself in a cosmic

was standing on nothing at all. It was like nothing

"Are you surprised?"

reverie, pulling me back to reality. I turned to face him,

I'm surprised. Where have you

never

you can't tell where we are considering that you have 'his' power,

me, and the white glow that emanated from his body grew

is

his

join

***

Boom―!

world. The ground began to shake, and the mountains were pushed down to the

magnitude were scattered across the cloudless azure sky, and hordes of dark humanoid creatures rushed out of them as quickly as

spare

"Arkhh!"

if not hundreds of thousands, of elves who were standing on the ground behind the trees with their bows drawn and their

impaling many of the demons that were rushing their way, but that proved

or impaled, a significant number of them regenerated in the blink of an eye and continued to charge at the humans. Even if they succeeded in killing themselves, new demons would appear from behind and take the place

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

In the distance.

"What a pitiful sight."

Jezebeth's face was not consistent with the compassionate words that came

shame that so many have to die

his head in

two elven figures. An elderly one and a younger

stared at Jezebeth

gaze, Jezebeth turned his gaze and smiled at

effect on the two of you at all. Is this how things normally work

was unconcerned by

he had seen this scene many times in the past...

reason that he

that the five

cocked his head to the side and peered off into the distance. His expression remained one of contentment as his eyes

never mind five… Four,

something as he kept looking at the scene in the distance, but he eventually shook his head and tore his gaze away from the

still a bit

his hair was blowing in front of him, and his eyes, which had a purplish-red tint to them, began to glow

Swoosh!

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

his rapier drawn and pointed toward his neck, showed no

everything in the far distance appear to be of insignificant size,

of a car―appearing above her staff. A terrifying fluctuation