Psychic Overlord

Upon entering the Dean’s office, Kaizer walked straight to the seat opposite the dean and sat down right away, staring down the man who was his mentor. The Dean himself was seated with his fingers clasped together, his expression serious and not as casual as it usually was.

Both men did not speak a word as they glanced at each other, until the Dean finally sighed and leaned back into his chair.

"I honestly did not expect this," Dean Rochester said with lament in his voice.

Kaizer folded his arms. "I find that hard to believe, Grandpa William."

Dean Rochester’s smile became bitter, knowing that Kaizer was using that term in a mocking way.

"I know you are extremely dissatisfied, but I am sincere in my words. I truly did not expect those foolish clans to overstep their bounds this much."

Kaizer remained silent and the Dean continued.

"When I came up, I quickly occupied the spot of ’strongest’ esper due to my unique abilities and the fact that the second world war had about ended, and the various world powers were seeking a unifying force, a figurehead of sorts to suppress the unruly esper world."

Dean Rochester sighed. "I was the best candidate. I possessed the power and versatility to suppress most espers head on and I did not come from any clan, being a first generation like you. I had no ties, was properly trained in the esper academy and was young as well as impressionable."