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The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

"A Villain is just someone whom the Hero failed to save at the end." [WSA ENTRY 2024] ________________________ 'Huh, I recognize this window.' A boy muttered staring at the interface in front of him. After being shot to death because of helping an old man, a teenager is brought to life by the Goddess of the Void, Zephyra. He is given the choice to reincarnate and kill the hero after he annihilates the Ghouls in the world of the very novel he loves. Torn between the choice to transmigrate or follow the flow of life and death, the boy chooses to take his second chance at life along with the power that is granted as a gift to him by the Goddess. As he traverses the world in the new body of Amon Ashford - a character who was never supposed to exist and his past unknown-, he has to use his knowledge of the future to the best of his ability. Will he follow the Goddess's orders or will he carve his own path? ___________________ Though this is my second novel, comments and suggestions would be greatly appreciated for me to improve!! Join the discord server for illustrations and much more: https://discord.gg/MqHVHHzfxu Please go check out my other novel: Coming Down From Olympus Thank you!!

Tsukasa0 · Fantasy
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264 Chs

Die Smiling Or Die Trying [2]

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The headless bodies of the two researchers fell to the ground, a pool of blood forming around them.

Amon quickly extracted it and stored it inside his ring.

He quickly headed through the door, entering a new wide corridor that stretched out for as far as the eye could see.

Wasting no moment, Amon sealed the door shut, sealing it with crystals.

He ran through the wide space before facing another three turns.

Finding himself in a difficult situation, he immediately spread out his blood threads.

On the thread that went in the front direction, he quickly attached a small dart to it by summoning his cane.

As the threads spread out, he closed his eyes.

Immediately his vision blurred and another view entered his vision.

It was the view from the thread that crawled on the floor.

He examined the surroundings of the thread as they passed through.