Lord of the Truth

"Affiliated with the Iron Boar Empire? Planet Seramon?!" Robin’s eyes flew wide open in sheer disbelief. The shock on his face was palpable as he immediately snapped back to the news page of the Nine Paths Empire, this time combing through it with laser-sharp focus and urgency. Within moments, his gaze landed on the headline he feared to find:

<...Two years ago, the foreign human forces seized control of Planet Seramon. While a portion of the planet’s inhabitants managed to flee, many others remained trapped within. However, experts suggest that no large-scale massacre has taken place. The reason might be that a significant portion of Seramon’s native population is, in fact, human by origin.>

"Unbelievable..."

Robin exhaled deeply, leaning back against the soft, pillowy surface of the floating cloud he was seated upon. One of his hands slid through his hair in exasperation, fingers brushing his scalp as if trying to massage away the chaos unfolding in his mind.

"What kind of twisted coincidence is this? How am I supposed to deal with this now?"

With a tired, almost bitter motion, he waved his other hand to close the control panel before him.

This... this was something he had never foreseen—not in a thousand simulations. Just moments ago, he had encouraged Pitsu to return home, to seek refuge with his family. And yet here he was, only now realizing that he himself had indirectly become the invader of that very homeland.

As he remained wrapped in contemplation, the noise in the arena swelled once again.

"Look who’s arrived! It’s His Majesty the—"

"Silence, already!" Robin cut the roar short, his voice firm as he gently motioned downward with his hand.