Yunniye_Snow

Number 23 had it all.

A warrior of unmatched power, a Transcendent capable of annihilating armies single-handedly, he was revered as a god among men. He seemed to have everything with wealth, fame, and influence at his fingertips. Yet beneath his cold, ruthless exterior lay an unfulfilled yearning—an elusive desire he couldn’t quite grasp...

He wanted to be a hero.

Despite his monumental achievements, Number 23’s quest for heroism remained unfulfilled. His life took an unexpected turn when he discovered a book titled [Bright]—a bestselling epic depicting a true hero's journey. Enchanted by its tale, Number 23 became obsessed, devouring every word in search of the heroism he craved. But his journey was cut short when he fell victim to a deadly ambush orchestrated by rival Transcendents, leading to his untimely execution.

In his final moments, a single regret lingered in his mind.

"I never got to see the ending of [Bright]..."

As if answering his unspoken wish, Number 23 was reborn into the world of Bright—not as its celebrated protagonist or a key figure, but as an insignificant extra. Stripped of his former identity, he now inhabited the role of Amon Solaris, a character barely noticed in the grand tapestry of the story.

Undeterred by his diminished status, Amon Solaris is determined to learn what it truly means to be a hero. But in this new world, he’s about to encounter a revelation that will change everything he thought he knew…



Four chapters a week. New chapters every Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday.

The Extra Can't be A Hero

Leon's roar echoed across the battlefield, rising above the crackle of fire and the whistling wind. It wasn't just fury—it was a call to arms.

The members of Eldorin, veterans of countless battles, instinctively rallied behind him, forming a tight formation with weapons drawn and eyes locked on the threat. But the man before them—the Apostle—was utterly unfazed.

He let out a low chuckle, resting his corrupted arm lazily across his shoulder like a cloak. His green eyes gleamed with amusement as he eyed the gathered warriors.

"Such drama," he said with a grin. "You stormed into my home, destroyed my things… and now you look offended? Honestly, who's the real villain here?"

His voice was velvet-laced mockery, each word deliberately meant to provoke.

Leon's mind raced. He had to gauge the Apostle's power, weigh their options, and coordinate their strike. But before he could speak a word, a motion blur shot forward.

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