Pointo_Jurnamsa

I am an extra. That is an undeniable fact. As a mere extra in a fantasy world filled with sparkling heroes, charming princesses, and mysterious antagonists, my existence is merely to serve as a backdrop for them. But I, Arkan, will not remain silent! Why be satisfied with being ordinary, when I can be extraordinary?

In this world, I might be just a herb shopkeeper who doesn't even get to be in the main dialogue. But somehow, my life began to change after I accidentally obtained an Artifact That Extra Characters Should Not Be Able to Have.

Now, with a power that invites more trouble than anything else, I struggle to avoid the attention of the main characters... or steal their attention?

Don't Want to Be Ordinary Even Though I'm an Extra Character

-Third-Person Perspective-

Riding on a creaking wagon, slowly making its way along the rocky road to Lawrence Territory, Arkan leaned back with his arms crossed, watching the passing scenery. Towering trees lined the road, their shadows providing a cool relief from the afternoon sun.

However, Arkan's mind wasn't just focused on the journey. His eyes occasionally flickered toward the small figure sitting beside Gunnar—a young girl with dark brown hair tied into twin tails. Her face was slightly dirty, but her bright golden eyes, much like her father's, shone with an intense curiosity.

"Is she your daughter, Gunnar?" Arkan asked, his tone neutral but filled with interest.

The usually gruff and bad-tempered blacksmith let out a deep sigh, looking a little softer than usual. "Yeah… Her name is Ingrid."

[75] The Blacksmith