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Our protagonist, once a homeless child navigating the city's harsh realities, clawed his way towards a better life. He stole coins to buy knowledge. However, the prestigious university scholarship he craved was a rigged system, awarded to a politician's son who needed the name, not the education.

Descends into a life of crime.After being forced to taint his pride his death is ordered with his own making the final blow.

god "congratulations you're given a chance at a new life..."

him " why?"

god "cause you had a tough life so im being generous... and making you reincarnate in a mana world..."

him " bullshit..."

 On the brink of oblivion, a dubious offer arrives – a second chance from a strange god. Haunted by the shadows of past 'generosity', Rei struggles with suspicion. Accepting means becoming a pawn, rejecting means eternal damnation.  With no good options, Rei plays along, unaware his role thrusts him into a cosmic conflict.

NONHAREM.

The Extra Wants Control

A sudden touch sent a jolt through Azrael. He whirled around, hand instinctively reaching for his weapon, only to see Astrid's calm gaze staring back at him. Relief washed over him, so intense it almost left him breathless.

"Hey..." he rasped, his voice thick with surprise.

"Couldn't sleep," Astrid explained, her hand lingering on his shoulder. "Didn't trust those new 'allies' of ours. Decided to keep watch."

Azrael's cheeks burned with shame. He'd readily accepted the bandits' offer to join forces, desperate for some camaraderie in this strange tomb. Now, Astrid's words echoed the unease gnawing at his gut since overhearing their conversation.

"Oh," he mumbled, scratching his head awkwardly. "Uh, right."

There was no time for self-flagellation. "We're outnumbered," Astrid continued, her voice low and serious. " They are strong, too. We need to warn the others. Maybe come up with a plan."

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