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 impossible cathedral loomed before us, its twisted spires defying every law of architecture I'd ever learned. After hours of traversing the Ashen Territories, fighting through Death Knights and finally defeating that damned Dullahan, we'd finally reached our destination. The dimensional folding of the structure was even more disorienting up close—walls that should have been parallel instead curved into spaces that my eyes insisted couldn't exist.</p>

<p>"The Deepdark concentration has been steadily increasing since we entered the territories," Kali observed, her black eyes bright with something approaching anticipation. "But here, at the epicenter... it's incredible."</p>

Zombie Princess (2)