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. 77: I'm Here [2]
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WARNING: I just want to let you know that there are going to be lots of boring chapters before the 3rd arc starts.
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Two young boys stood in front of the weapon's shelf, their eyes scanning the wooden swords that hung from it.
"So, what's the rule?"
The black-haired boy asked without taking his eyes off the rack, breaking the silence.
Adrian, who was wielding the wooden sword, answered.
"Don't use magic."
Nathaniel's eyebrow lifted in surprise.
He turned towards the boy, and he was seen wildly waving his weapon left and right.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Why not?"
Without sparing a glance, Adrian responded in a flat, apathetic tone and resumed his sword testing.
"You will lose without your magic."
Nathaniel stated matter-of-factly as he eyed numeruos weapons before him.
"I know."