WhiteDeath16

They called me a genius back on Earth. A threat. The man who broke into systems no one should access. They hunted me for years until... until they took her away.

I died with nothing left to lose.

Then I woke up here—in a world of swords and sorcery I recognize all too well. The "Saga of the Divine Swordsman." Except I'm not the hero. I'm barely a footnote in this epic tale.

That might be my only advantage.

I know this world is doomed. I know the so-called chosen one, Lucifer Windward, isn't enough to stop what's coming. I've seen how this story ends.

But this time, I refuse to be a background character in someone else's tragedy. This time, I'll change the script.

After all, what's fate to a man who's already lost everything once?

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The Extra's Rise

"But now," Rachel said softly, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes, "we need a proper explanation." Her gentle tone couldn't mask the steel beneath. "What happened in Vryndall? What took over you? Why did you disappear for nearly a year?" Her voice cracked slightly. "Please... tell us everything."

The room fell silent. Four pairs of eyes fixed on me, waiting for answers to questions they'd likely been asking themselves for eleven agonizing months.

I drew a deep breath, organizing my thoughts. There was no easy way to explain something I barely understood myself.

"There's another soul inside my body," I said finally.

The words hung in the air for a moment. Rose's eyes widened, her usual composure momentarily shattered. Seraphina grew completely still, her jade eyes narrowing in concentration. Rachel's hand tightened around mine, while Cecilia's expression darkened dangerously.

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