ChakraLord

Ren Kuroda, a college student and hardcore gamer, finally conquers Eternal Souls: Last Judgment, an unbeatable RPG, only to be met with a strange message on his screen.

“Congratulations, Champion. Would you like to unlock the bonus stage?”

When he clicks "Yes," he is transported straight into the game world, reborn as Terence Ross, the overlooked third son of a minor noble family. Realizing he’s just an extra in a world teetering on ruin, Ren trains relentlessly to survive the coming chaos.

However, life wasn’t smooth sailing. 

He was soon engaged to Lilith Underwood, the girl destined to become the game’s final boss, the Third Great Calamity. To avoid her devastating future, Ren takes a risky approach, trying to make Lilith emotionally dependent on him in the hopes of anchoring her humanity.

Yet, his plan backfires spectacularly. Lilith’s attachment becomes a fierce obsession, one that could be just as dangerous as her dark powers. 

Now, as doom inches closer, Ren faces a double-edged crisis. He must keep Lilith’s powers in check while somehow surviving her unrelenting need to keep him by her side.

In a world where even heroes fall, can an extra rewrite his fate? Or will he be claimed by the calamity he tried to prevent?

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200 power stones = 1 extra chapter
100 golden tickets = 1 extra chapter

Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss

Maria laid back on the comfortable back of her wyvern, legs crossed as she stared at the sky. If Bellamy was here, he'd have words about safety with her but who cared about him? He just loved being strict for nothing.

And so her thoughts drifted as the wyvern flew in a slow circle around the top of the Green Tree.

She exhaled, blowing a breath as she sat up. "I'm so bored." She yawned.

Her wyvern, an intelligent creature with deep blue scales, snorted, a soft, deep rumble emerging from its throat.

"You too?" She smiled, patting it on the neck. "I feel your pain."

She looked up, looking around her. The mid morning sun painted the clouds gold and orange, and spread around her was the wild beauty of her homeland. The wind whipped her braid behind her, making it flap like a banner.

Speaking of banners, she turned her head towards the south, staring at it for the hundredth time since they'd settled there.

The Confused Boy