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

Zayn exhaled sharply, his boots skidding against the dirt as he barely dodged the thrashing tentacles.

The monster was relentless, each strike smashing into the ground with enough force to leave small craters.

He had expected this second one to fight smarter after seeing its kin fall, but damn — this thing was out for blood.

His back pressed against Bran's, and for a brief moment, they both paused, catching their breath.

"Hell of a fight, huh?" Bran muttered, gripping his axe tighter.

Zayn let out a short, humorless chuckle. "Yeah, I'd rather not get tossed into the sky a second time, though."

Bran snorted. "You're still alive, surprisingly so."

Before Zayn could retort, a tentacle slammed down where they had just been standing, forcing them to split apart.

Bran went left, raising his axe to cleave through another oncoming appendage, while Zayn dashed right, his mind already reaching for the Soul Forge again.

Plot Twist (III)