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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 · Fantasia
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211 Chs

The Past You Can't Escape [1]

"Do the gods find this funny...?"

Azriel stared grimly at his surroundings.

He was standing in the middle of a street, cars passing through him as though he didn't exist.

Around him, towering buildings loomed, their presence familiar yet alien.

He would have thought he was back at EASC if it weren't for the brands of cars—ones he knew didn't belong to this world—driving through his body.

With a sigh, Azriel pressed his palm to his face.

"Why can't I sleep peacefully for once?"

The last thing he remembered was sitting at the meeting.

Exhaustion hit him like a wave, creeping into his bones.

He'd tried to fend it off with [Void Mind], a skill that also helped him stay alert while juggling multiple thoughts.

But it wasn't enough.

Conversations with Amon and Jasmine faded into the background, and eventually, he had to excuse himself, rushing off to a tent set aside for him.