An Extra’s POV

Rey Skylar.

A regular 16-year-old boy of average height, average build, and an overall look that blended into the crowd.

He wasn't a stranger to his classmates, but he wasn't exactly the life of the party either. Grades? Nothing exceptional. Friends? A few acquaintances, but nobody close enough to call a true friend.

In school, Rey embodied the essence of average. Even his... well, let's say his 'gear' down there? Yup, average too. And truth be told, he had pretty much gotten used to that status quo after living his whole life that way.

However, now that he was standing beside the two giants of his class, he was beginning to feel a little inferior—perhaps even less than average.

'This whole thing is a fluke. I didn't even raise my voice when I asked that question. How did I end up here?'

It felt surreal to be one of the first chosen to pick their Skills and Classes.

Having played quite a few games himself, Rey knew how crucial these choices were in shaping a character's journey.

'Well, it's not like I was able to be more than average in gaming even with that knowledge,' Rey thought, knowing that Skills and Classes in games always aimed for a balance, ensuring fairness for all players.

But this wasn't a game; this was real life, where unfairness was as common as breathing. Rey was a living testament to that fact.

'If I can snag a solid Class and a few decent Skills…' His thoughts drifted into a hopeful realm, a flicker of possibility shining through.

Perhaps, just maybe, he could break free from the chains of his average existence.

Suddenly, Seraph's captivating voice pierced through his thoughts, pulling him back to the incredible reality playing out before him.

Amongst the boundless clouds, there they stood - Rey and his classmates - face to face with the stunning Angel, Seraph.

Her pure white countenance was accentuated by intricate golden patterns on her attire, and her wings added a divine allure to her presence.

Her gleaming golden eyes held an otherworldly beauty, resembling the most precious of gems.

Rey, like the rest of his classmates, found himself utterly captivated by just a single glance at Seraph.

His thoughts raced as Adonis stepped forward, prompting Rey to focus keenly on the unfolding selection process.

He hoped to gain some advantage by closely observing Adonis's choices for his Class and Skills. After all, Adonis was the class's golden boy - popular, good-looking, athletic, and genuinely kind. He effortlessly connected with everyone, including Rey, in the few conversations they'd shared.

'Will I really get a peek at what Adonis picks?' Rey mused internally, a glimmer of hope flickering within him.

But his hopes were dashed when, at the very moment Adonis reached for Seraph's hand, a blinding light enveloped them both.

In that shower of light, Rey couldn't make out a thing, realizing that the same shroud of light must have obscured the view of the rest of his classmates.

"Damn! Guess it won't be that easy," Rey muttered in disappointment, understanding that the path ahead wouldn't be as straightforward as he'd hoped.

Despite being a little disappointed, Rey was also quite relieved. This way, even his choice would not be revealed to everyone else.

It would have been awkward if that was the case.

~FWUUUUUSSSSSHHHH!~

Just a few seconds after the blinding light shrouded the two of them, it dissipated.

"Congratulations on choosing your Class and Skills, Adonis. You may move to my far right since you've now chosen."

'In just a few seconds? Maybe time moves faster within the dome of light.' Rey had many questions, but he decided to observe whether it would be the same for Alicia.

Adonis gracefully moved to Seraph's far right as instructed, and Alicia walked closer to Seraph for her turn.

'She's as pretty as always,' Rey mused to himself, a soft smile forming.

Alicia White was a name known to every guy in their class, if not the entire school. Regarded as the pinnacle of beauty, her long, lustrous brown hair and a face that seemed carved by the gods captivated anyone who glanced her way.

But now, standing in the presence of Seraph, perceptions might shift.

Alicia remained stunning, yet against Seraph's ethereal presence, her beauty seemed to pale in comparison. Despite this, she held her own charm.

'She earned the spot of our Class Representative through popular vote,' Rey recalled. 'And she's been incredible in fulfilling her duties.'

Rey held a genuine fondness for Alicia, liking her as a person. Her inquisitive nature and persistence while questioning Seraph had earned Rey's admiration.

He wasn't obsessively crushing on her or anything, but he definitely thought very highly of her.

Bill still sees her as a goddess. He's been crushing on her since middle school,' Rey mused, spotting his best friend,

beam of light shrouded Alicia, and

for a few seconds

Time flows

light faded, Rey felt his heart thumping hard against his

was his turn

announced, her gaze fixed on

raced the instant he locked eyes with Seraph. It wasn't his norm to hold prolonged eye contact, but he felt it would

'Whew!'

each step nearer, his heart thudded faster

me your hand," her voice, like a melody,

of Seraph's scent - an intoxicating blend that surpassed

to embody an aroma beyond perfection, momentarily leaving

voice broke his trance, and he hastily

Rey stammered, berating himself internally for his

so stupid! What

glance at Seraph, he sought her reaction,

she seemed unbothered, almost indifferent, displaying no emotion on her face. It was as if his presence barely

~VWUUUUSSSHHHH!~

the radiant light encased them both, Rey felt his heart race even faster, now that

her scent, and her

'What am I doing...?'

these thoughts—it might come off as creepy. But he was a guy after all, and he reasoned that anyone in his

could rationalize further, a jolt of shock surged through him at Seraph's unexpected words: "I can hear your

instinctive, his gaze meeting the disapproving glare of the Angel before

hung between them, stretching into unbearable

finally managed to mutter, the weight of the silence pressing down

sighed, her words hitting Rey like a blow. It felt as though he were nothing more

I deserve it. Besides… I'm used to

to being met with disinterested or disconcerted gazes due to his averageness, found

Classes and Skills, there are a

resumed her official tone, as if the previous exchange had never occurred—or maybe she simply

had already forgotten everything that

potency. This ranges from SSS-Tier to F-Tier. Naturally, SSS-Tier

this much. However, just as with everything in life, there

and F-Tiers are

Rey, and it ended up looking

SSS Tier: Primeval

SS Tier: Divine

S Tier: Absolute

A Tier: Grand

B Tier: Greater

C Tier: Mid

D Tier: Lesser

E Tier: Low

F Tier: Lowest

the Tier, the more unique and the more special

and Skills within his allotted Karma

Rey

to that," Seraph responded, her slight frown indicating her

recoiled at her

left Rey feeling like she was being

had toward her

Points are 57.

at birth... How?' Rey's

to Seraph, Karma Points were reduced based on the negative perceptions people held towards

I've been pretty cordial

could hate a person or hold negative impressions of them

be enough for decent Skills and a good

list." Seraph's voice cut through his thoughts,

the right and

compared to Classes, Rey deduced, 'Skills outnumber Classes, probably because we can

the vast System Window before him, Rey noticed Seraph wasn't hurrying

theory about time slowing down within this realm seemed to be spot on. This realization eased his

reached this point… which one should I

mulled over his options, starting from the bottom of