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

'Are you not rushing this?' Luna's voice echoed in my mind as I stared out the window of our private jet, watching the Northern continent's snow-capped peaks grow larger beneath us.

I was currently en route to Luminarc, the capital city of Creighton family territory, with what amounted to Ouroboros's core leadership team. Well, almost the entire core. Reika sat across from me, reviewing operational reports with her characteristic focus, while Kali occupied the seat beside her, absently practicing minor spatial manipulations that made the air shimmer around her fingers.

Jin had remained in the Western continent to maintain our newly established operations—someone needed to ensure our processing networks continued functioning smoothly while monitoring for the inevitable political backlash. Elias and Carrie were holding down the fort in Avalon, managing guild operations and territorial responsibilities that couldn't be neglected during my absence.

Divine Beast (1)