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 massive ceremonial hall that Father led us to took my breath away, even though I'd seen it countless times throughout my childhood. The space soared upward for what seemed like impossible distances, its crystalline walls channeling and amplifying Purelight until the entire chamber hummed with concentrated divine energy. At the center, a ritual circle carved from pure starlight marble gleamed with inscribed runes that had been crafted by the finest enchanters the Creighton family could commission.</p>

<p>'This facility represents centuries of research and development,' I thought, studying the intricate magical arrays that covered every surface. 'My ancestors built this specifically to help Purelight users achieve Divine Beast bonding—something that was previously only possible if they were found in nature.'</p>

Divine Beast (3)