An Extra’s POV

Billy was tired.

He was tired of feeling like a shitty individual.

Sure, it was all his fault that he and Alicia experienced the horrors that they did and were nearly sold into slavery.

He recognized all of his errors, though he knew everything he had done was with Alicia's best interests at heart.

He just… made too many mistakes and went about things the wrong way. Billy realized that now.

Unfortunately, it seemed like this realization had come a bit too late. Even though he accepted his faults and was willing to change, it didn't seem like there was anyone who was willing to see him for who he was.

There was Adonis, but it was obvious that he couldn't regain the previous trust the Hero had in him.

Everyone else who didn't know of the incident treated him normally, but he couldn't help but fear what would happen if they ever found out about his actions.

As a result, he sort of isolated himself from the rest of his classmates.

He was no longer friends with Rey, who would have probably understood his actions if they were still as close as they were before.

In a tragic twist of fate, Rey now occupied the position he always wanted.

He had the respect of Adonis, the affection of Alicia, and the acknowledgment of the rest of his classmates—all while being so weak.

Rey probably didn't know this, but the Otherworlders had grown to respect him.

They knew where he started from, and now that they saw how much he had improved, none of them could doubt the hard work he put into his growth.

Even Billy… couldn't deny it.

'I regret everything.'

Billy wished, more than anything, to be able to go back and restart everything.

He would make so many new choices and stop his stupid self from making so many wrong choices.

Unfortunately… no one could change the past.

'If that's the case, then… isn't it better if I'm not here at all?' That was the thought Billy now had.

The thought that prompted him to nearly end his life for the sake of a noble cause.

Once again, he felt shitty, as if he

he endure before finally

Billy had no idea.

so

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wouldn't care if

boys could clearly hear the explosions and echoes of destruction, but at that moment, they could only

seeing, and for

end, no matter how much he tried to take

then—especially if he

that about me, then you really don't know me

body to

two boys, who looked to their left, was the current topic of

"A-Alicia…?"

Billy. I don't think I could ever look at you favorably or even forget what you did. But… that's not to say I wouldn't care if

as well as

proper sentence that Alicia had

look

you put into growing

felt a mix of both melancholy

—Indescribable joy.

you. I need you." Alicia drew closer and stretched her hand

let's fight together

he gazed upon Alicia, who seemed like the very personification of light, here to save him from

do was take her

His croaking voice echoed as he

"… I understand!"

the hand, she

almost in Level 60, with immense Points spread across various facets of her Stats, doing something like that was

his throat. He also cleaned the

at him, and he did

on the same page, and seeing all of this play out before his eyes, Clark couldn't help but also smile in

turned to the brown-haired boy

Glad to see

"Glad to be back!"

in a deep breath, feeling a surge of motivation unlike anything he had felt in

Otherworlders gathered with them, already

"What's with this gathering?"

some backup, and you all were just