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

He said it in the same tone one might use to offer a second helping of rice. Which, considering the context, was ridiculous. Mount Hua wasn't just a sect—it was the sect. The beating heart of the Eastern continent's martial world. And their Elders? Ascendant-rank, minimum. People who could split a mountain or crush a tank with their aura if the mood struck them.

The words hung in the air like a sword over an unwatched head.

I didn't respond immediately, because even I needed a second to recalibrate my expectations of reality. Fortunately, Luna spoke in my mind before I could make a fool of myself.

'It's a good deal,' she said. 'Take it. You need a reason to be here, this gives you one. They're giving you authority without making you bend the knee. Smart move.'

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