An Extra’s POV

"Be strong. Stay strong."

That was Trisha's family motto, and for all her life, she abided by those principles.

Her father was a well-respected Martial Artist in the community, and he even used to have a dojo before retiring.

Despite her being the only child of the family, her parents treated her with love and didn't try to turn her into a boy.

However, she could see it in her father's eyes—the desire he had for an heir.

Someone to carry on their family's legacy.

"Father, I want to learn Martial Arts!"

In the end, she was the one who thrust herself in the world she became immersed in for most of her life.

Everything she did after that revolved around training, learning, trying her hardest to be strong.

It was difficult, but she comforted herself with the happiness of her father.

… With the success of her family.

Even now, Trisha had no real regrets. She still desired to be strong and every day, she strives to reach even more of the unattainable height that was the Martial Peak.

She couldn't blame her father for this path.

Everything she was, and all she had become… Trisha chose it of her own accord.

Which was why she began to crumble when she looked around her and found out a truth she couldn't see before.

In this world, where her father and the entire community she grew up with, weren't present… what was the purpose of everything?

Sure, she was strong… but did that really matter here?

Her Martial Arts were rendered obsolete by Skills and Magic, and she wasn't even the best at that.

pretty girls and

grew into heavy

person whom she could truly look at without hints of envy, yet had some strange kind of

That was Rey Skylar.

knew he was strong… yet he

had some mediocre Skills, yet she knew his application of Martiao Arts

a

Alicia already being much closer to him than she was,

such, she backed

was only so much a girl

everything for so long, Trisha felt

be as strong

as attractive as

It… just wasn't fair.

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way." Alicia was the first to speak after a long moment

had a genuinely compassionate expression on her face; one that

I don't think of myself as special in any way. My beauty is all due to genetics, and

course, none of those compared to Trisha's hard work and experiences, but…

choose to believe this or

filled the air, and the two who heard looked completely

"I don't believe it."

possible, right? Your

a little and shook her

compatibility and luck in selection. By choosing a Skill or Class, you get a chain reaction in

looked upon her in disbelief. There was no way they could believe

crazy, but it's the truth. My point is that while I was popular,

to give examples of their life on Earth—the rumors that spread about her

were mind-shattering revelations to the

those superficial things don't matter. I won't deny that I was lucky to have gotten these powers here, and that my appeal

What matters most is what we choose to

message across the way she wanted to, but she