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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

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The Show [4]

Hearing the mocking voice echo from everywhere, Zoran felt his heartbeat pounding in his chest.

What had happened? It didn't make sense.

He couldn't remember.

The last thing he recalled was fighting Solomon in a [Soul Domain] battle.

A deranged laugh echoed and bounced from every direction, and Zoran felt nauseous as he watched his reflections all around him.

Some moved with a delay, others froze, and a few even moved before he did.

Zoran collapsed to his knees, sweat dripping from his face, splattering onto the mirror-like floor as he stared at his own reflection.

"Just... what is going on!?"

Clutching his hair with both hands, he screamed.

And when he did...

The reflection beneath him smiled, cold and sinister.

"You don't remember?"

It spoke.

No—Solomon's voice came from everywhere, but Zoran's reflection moved its lips as if speaking in sync with Solomon's words.