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 smirked. "Would you believe me if I said I have an invisible umbrella?"

The driver snorted. "I'd believe a lot of things before that, but whatever. Not my problem. Just don't catch a cold."

Zayn took that as a win and leaned against the side of the carriage, he was now seated next to the driver, folding his arms as his gaze flickered toward the road ahead.

The rain made visibility shit, but he could still see the faint outline of trees in the distance.

"You said we're close to Beyrin Town?" he asked.

"Aye," the driver grunted. "Once we pass the next bend, we'll be able to see it. Another hour or so and we'll be in town. After that, no more worrying about bandits for the night."

Zayn hummed in response, his fingers absentmindedly tapping against his arm.

The driver had a point. Most bandits wouldn't attack this close to a major town.

The risk of running into actual guards was too high, and even the dumbest thugs knew that.