An Extra’s POV

The claw scar that was on Fernand's face was given to him by a Dragon during the first wave of war.

Ever since then, he truly knew the meaning of powerlessness.

The despair that was imprinted into him caused a domino effect that ruined his life.

His paranoia was so strong that he lost the respect of his subordinates.

—Enough to make one of them challenge him, and win!

He was demoted, and despite his desperate requests, he was still taken to fight the Dragons on the front lines.

That hellish experience… Fernand thought he had left all of that behind when he deserted the Royal Estate and joined the Mercenary Gang.

As an Executive there, he was well respected and he could do whatever he pleased.

All his enemies were also very weak.

… Until now.

"E-eeeeek!" The old man squeaked like a rat, still unable to move as he watched his predator finally stand in front of him.

"W-what are you? A… dragon…?!"

Blood began to flow out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Fernand felt like he was choking on his own life fluids as he struggled to breathe.

His face begged for mercy, but the emotionless response of the blank mask showed him that there was none to be given.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you."

As Fernand heard this, he felt his heart jump in relief.

"A man like you still has his uses, after all…" The words that Ralyks spoke didn't seem at all merciful.

Instead, they sounded almost sinister.

"I've been thinking of using Mind Control on one of you people in order to gain access to this entire Undertaking. I guess you'll have to do."

Fernand still didn't understand what was going on.

He couldn't comprehend the gravity of what he was to face.

"Don't worry. You won't remember any of this. At least, not in the way you currently do."

Fernand suddenly felt himself slowly falling into an endless pit of darkness.

He couldn't scream or shout.

He could only watch powerlessly as his will was stripped from him, leaving a puppet in its stead.

let us

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done here."

running away, a wide grin of relief

is probably for the best. It's not part of

in the

must be

pulled the unconscious Kara into his [Grand Inventory], saving

from that

man's Status Window, Rey already knew a bit of his history

I've seen so far. Almost as strong as Brutus too…' Rey gave a wry smile and shrugged a

huh? I wonder what would have happened

Rey and his classmates, they

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"Where's the boss?"

taking too long! I want to

think we should go

don't go stirring the hornet's nest! Just

"Aye aye!"

they all mostly sat on the ground—though some

though they were supposed to raid the Estate together—killing everyone inside—Fernand

his strength, no one complained in the

the entire property on fire and look out for

make any other active

"Argh…"

"I'm bored."

do

yet we get paid! You know how many would kill for this kind

"Yeah, I know. But…"

of violence, they desired that very thing. That was why

they wouldn't have to

a shadowy figure

deserter? Looks

You're not going

"Time for some action!"

casually grew their blades and sluggishly rose to their

no idea what

from the man of the

"Eh? What's that?"

even gonna

"Hehehe! What an idiot."

realize that they were already dead—cut down by the several invisible

readying their

And the next…?

~SPLOOOOSH!~

nothing more than chunks of meat and bones swimming in a

the weapons they held shattered into

was no