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

It was the last day of investigation already and things weren't looking good for us.

The investigation really hadn't revealed much and I was going blank, trying to determine what to do in order to achieve my goal.

I stood on a secluded balcony overlooking the central courtyard, the weight of our impending failure pressing down on me like a physical force. Tomorrow, we would depart the Southern Sea Sun Palace, leaving behind whatever secrets it held—including the Vampire Monarch I was increasingly certain lay somewhere beneath our feet, drawing power from the Red Sun to heal.

Without evidence, I couldn't convince even Magnus to take action. The diplomatic consequences of accusing the palace of harboring vampires without proof would be catastrophic.

"You look troubled, Arthur Nightingale."

Alyssara Velcroix (1)