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

I continued talking with Luna, who had indeed calmed down significantly from her earlier emotional breakdown. Isolde had been right about the temporary nature of her instability—as Luna settled into a more composed state, her analytical capabilities returned, allowing for the kind of detailed discussion we needed.

"So this Divine Miracle essentially enhances all my physical capabilities?" I asked, flexing my fingers experimentally. I could already feel subtle changes in my body—a slight increase in strength, sharper senses, and an overall sense of vitality that hadn't been there before.

Luna nodded, her golden eyes tracking my movements with obvious relief at seeing me healthy and functional. "Your blood has been infused with Purelight energy, transforming it into something beyond normal human physiology. The enhancement affects everything—strength, speed, reflexes, sensory acuity, even healing capacity."

Ashen Territories (1)