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

heavy frustration

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

That was Rey Skylar.

strong…

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

a truly

already being much closer to him than she was, Trisha already realized she

such, she

was only so much a girl could

long, Trisha felt like she

she be as strong

wasn't she as

It… just wasn't fair.

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didn't know you saw things that way." Alicia was the first to

a genuinely compassionate expression on her face; one that felt completely

My beauty is all due to genetics, and I had to study very very hard to be able to pass all

but… Alicia hoped her own story could show

believe this or

filled the air, and the two

"I don't believe it."

not possible, right? Your

little and shook

luck in selection. By choosing a Skill or Class, you get a chain reaction in the mix." She

still looked upon her in disbelief. There

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

of their life on Earth—the rumors that spread about her on multiple occasions,

mind-shattering revelations to

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

is what we choose to do with what we

message across the way she