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Path of the Extra

After a tragic accident that claimed the lives of his parents and little sister, Leo, just 17 years old, found himself shouldering all responsibilities alone. By some miracle, he survived the past four months on his own—attending high school, juggling multiple part-time jobs, and enduring sympathetic gazes that pained him. The only respite he found was in books, which offered him an escape and some semblance of joy. One day, while engrossed in the book 'Path of Heroes: Battle Against the End,' his life took an unexpected turn. Halfway through the story, he inexplicably found himself transmigrated into the world of Path of Heroes, inhabiting the body of Azriel Crimson—a character never mentioned in the story's first half. An extra. Someone seemingly irrelevant to the plot. Unfortunately—or perhaps fortunately—fate had other plans, and Leo soon discovered that being a mere extra was not his destiny after all. -------------------------------------- Character illustrations will be available on Discord. Discord: https://discord.gg/9zZ69PVNFJ Also: Powerstone = PS 200 PS = 1 Extra Chapter 400 PS = 2 Extra Chapters 600 PS = 3 Extra Chapters

Crypthh · Fantasy
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165 Chs

Prelude to Genesis [2]

Even though they were indoors, it felt like they were standing naked in an open, frozen wasteland.

"Who did you say leaked our plan...?"

Zoran's low, chilling voice slithered into their ears.

"A-Azriel Crimson… son of Joaquin Crimson, the Crimson King of East Asia. He was supposed to have been killed two years ago."

Bran's words were swallowed by yet another suffocating silence.

"...."

They wanted to breathe, but each attempt felt like drowning. Every gasp of air stuck in their throats, unable to escape.

"Are you telling me that a dead child leaked our plan? A plan that was nearly impossible to execute because we've barely any foothold in Asia? And now it's ruined... because of a kid who's supposed to be dead?"

Bran and Brian bit down hard on their lips, tasting blood.

"T-that's not true, Lord Zoran…"

Dante's voice broke through the tension, though it trembled like a thread about to snap.