survivalArtist001

Alex was just another ordinary gamer—until the day he died. Struck down by a terminal illness, he found solace in his favorite game, a vast fantasy RPG filled with powerful warriors, intricate politics, and world-shaking events. But before he could see the game's ending, fate had other plans.

When he opens his eyes again, he’s no longer Alex from Earth. Instead, he’s Alex Dragonheart, a nameless extra in the very game he once played. Not a protagonist. Not even a villain. Just an unknown side character who was fated to die early, forgotten by history.

Armed with only half of the game’s knowledge, an unawakened bloodline, and a mysterious sealed skill, Alex is thrown into a brutal world where strength is everything. His beloved younger sister is sick and needs treatment, but his past self had been powerless to save her. Not anymore.

Determined to rewrite his fate, Alex will rise through the ranks, manipulate events from the shadows, and seize power that was never meant for him. If fate refuses to acknowledge him, then he’ll carve his own legend—one that even the gods will fear.

After all, in a world where only the strong survive, even an extra can become a nightmare.

( Okay guys just because there is a system tag does not mean he will get everything handed to him he will have to work hard to attain power because I will make it so )

The Extra Who Shouldn’t Exist

Both Alicia and Alex jolted back from their precarious position as if electrocuted, scrambling away like guilty children caught red-handed.

Alicia's face turned crimson, her usual composed demeanor cracking under the weight of the moment.

She spun toward the new voice in the room, her expression somewhere between mortified and defensive.

"M-Melissa, it's not what it looks like!" she blurted. "I just… slipped!"

Melissa cocked her head, arms folded, leaning comfortably against the doorway with a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Yeah, yeah, Alice. You slipped. Onto his chest," Melissa said, voice flat but tinged with amusement. "I can totally understand."

But the wicked glint in Melissa's eyes betrayed her words. She was already saving this moment in her mental scrapbook titled: Alicia's Most Embarrassing Hits.

Alicia's ears turned even redder as she whipped around to face Alex.

"You tell her it was a misunderstanding!"

Chapter 92: A picture of misunderstanding (2)