Not-So an Extra
Suddenly being thrown into the novel's world and possessing a pretty much fucked up character made him have no choice but to continue his life as a new identity. And just like any sane person who transmigrated into a book, of course, he would destroy every red flag that stood in his way. Yet, unbeknownst to him, every single thing he did was just wrecking the storyline more and even more; to the point that the plot had become utterly screwed, thanks to him. ===== A/N: This novel is heavily inspired by many famous video games.
Ch. 62: Memories [6]
[ Nathaniel shut his mouth when a sword appeared in Adrian's grip. "Ian—"
"If you want to stop me, try with your sword." Adrian pressed on.
Nevertheless, Nathaniel began again, his voice shaking slightly. "Ian—"
"Save your words. I don't need them," Adrian interjected curtly.
Nathaniel clenched his fists, he felt a pang of frustration and desperation. He didn't know how to get through to his brother. Loosened his fist and let out a long and deep breath, Nathaniel tried once again.
"Ian—" His words were cut short by a whizzing sound that passed by his face. Sensing something wet on his cheek, Nathaniel raised his hand to touch it, only to find his fingers stained with red liquid.