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

Sorry for the fake, I'm sick so I'll resolve the chapter in some hours… thanks for reading fam

Zayn wasn't sure what was softer — Celeste's voice or her chest.

She had taken his hands, placed them gently on her breasts, bit her lips and then made a noise that quite honestly made his brain stutter.

A soft, breathy sound that definitely didn't belong in polite society. Her lips brushed his ear.

"Even if you don't remember… I do. Every time you pinned me down, every time you made me scream."

Celeste gave a mischievous little smirk as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Oh, you weren't shy before. Not even a little."

The original Zayn had taken the first time of the princess eh?

'Sounds like things the author should have stated after the end!'

Wrists Of The Cult