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

Now that the Divine Beast bonding ceremony had concluded—albeit with unexpected results—it was time to focus on the second major objective that had brought me to the Northern continent. The Ashen Territories beckoned with their promise of unparalleled necromantic resources and the key to Kali's advancement to Zombie Princess.

The Ashen Territories. A region transformed into a wasteland of perpetual twilight by the Arch Lich's final battle centuries ago. The land itself had been saturated with such concentrated Deepdark energy that it had become uninhabitable for normal life, but paradoxically perfect for harvesting the rarest necromantic materials in existence.

'If I'm going to establish operations there,' I thought, reviewing my strategic priorities, 'I'll need Rose's expertise and her Gift.'

Ashen Territories (2)