Izana07

“Look, I don’t need to be the strongest — I just need to be slightly stronger than the guy trying to kill me.”
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Zayn Eldrake was nothing more than a nameless extra in the grand tale of summoned heroes — a disposable swordsman in the legendary Hero of Light’s party, fated to die in an early battle against the monsters of the Apocalypse. 
But when he awakens in this doomed body with memories of his past life, he refuses to meet the same pathetic end.
He knows the story. He knows the heroes. He knows their strengths, their weaknesses… and most importantly, their women.
With the power of [Devourer’s Pact], Zayn can consume the abilities of those he defeats, transforming himself into something far greater than a mere extra. 
Strength, magic, divine blessings — everything in this world is his for the taking. And if fate itself stands in his way? He’ll devour that too.

Extra’s Rise: I Stole All The Women In The Hero’s Party

They continued their work, occasionally breaking into lighthearted bickering, but eventually, the place started looking more like an actual shop rather than an abandoned storage room.

At one point, Kara accidentally knocked over a jar, sending dried leaves scattering across the floor.

Zayn smirked. "Oh, nice job, professional cleaner."

Kara huffed, shoving the leaves into a pile. "Shut up and help me pick these up."

They continued their work, the occasional banter keeping the tedious task somewhat entertaining.

After what felt like hours, they finally finished. The shelves were wiped down, the herbs and potions were neatly organized, and the shop looked much less like a dusty relic from a forgotten age.

The alchemist inspected their work, nodding approvingly. "Hmph. Not bad. For adventurers, at least."

Zayn wiped his hands on his pants. "You could just say we did a good job."

The old man snorted. "Where's the fun in that?"

A Terrible Mistake