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.

outshined by the pretty girls and handsome guys of

grew into heavy frustration

one person whom she could truly look at without

That was Rey Skylar.

he was strong… yet he

average boy who had some mediocre Skills, yet she knew his application of Martiao Arts and his insight into abilities were

was a

to him than she was, Trisha

such, she

so much a girl

so long,

be as strong as

she as attractive as

It… just wasn't fair.

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was the first to speak after a long moment of

compassionate expression on her face; one that felt completely different

all due to genetics, and I had to study very very hard to be able to pass all those

to Trisha's hard work and experiences, but… Alicia hoped her own story could show her another

to believe this or not, but… I actually

air, and the two

"I don't believe it."

not possible,

a little and shook

all about compatibility and luck in selection. By choosing a Skill or Class, you get

in disbelief. There was no way they

it sounds crazy, but it's the truth. My point is that while I was popular, I wasn't well-liked

to give examples of their life on Earth—the rumors that spread about her on multiple occasions, and how she nearly got into

revelations to

don't matter. I won't deny that I was lucky to have gotten these powers here, and that my appeal played a big role in making me popular

we choose to do with what

way she wanted to, but she knew