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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

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The two soldiers' eyes widened in surprise as Azriel's attack came at them.

The man with the axe gritted his teeth, suddenly spinning and bringing his weapon down with a deafening crash.

The sound of steel echoed through the cave, reverberating ominously.

Azriel blinked, taken aback—he had been parried.

This was the first time since arriving in this world that someone had managed to block his first move.

He didn't have a chance to catch his breath as the axe-wielding soldier pressed the attack, his movements fluid, each swing revealing his mastery of the weapon.

Azriel gritted his teeth, barely managing to block each strike, but it was clear—he was on the defensive, each blow pushing him closer to the edge of the bridge.

His arms began to go numb under the weight of the man's relentless onslaught.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the swordsman, his ear still bleeding, charging toward him with fury painted across his face.