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

<p>The self-driving vehicle that carried us from Luminarc's airfield toward the Creighton estate was a marvel of magical engineering—crystalline panels that provided panoramic views of the mountain landscape while maintaining perfect climate control, seats that adjusted automatically to provide optimal comfort, and a transportation system so smooth it felt like floating rather than traveling across terrain.</p>

<p>Rachel had immediately taken the same car as me, settling against my side with a contentment that spoke to how much she'd missed physical proximity during our two months of separation. Her warmth pressed against me as she curled up with her head resting on my shoulder, one hand absently tracing patterns across my chest while she pointed out landmarks through the vehicle's transparent walls.</p>

Divine Beast (2)