An Extra’s POV

Britta had always been a very rough girl.

Ever since she was a kid, she liked manly things and didn't find anything the girls did to be of any interest.

She eventually grew up to be tough, just like her father. And just like him, she became an Adventurer.

"Father was stuck at Three Stars his whole life." She always reminded herself. "I want to be better!"

The man her father idolized, Jet Zephyr, was known for many things. He was popularly known as the strongest, but some said that there was a time when he used to be very weak.

No one knew if this was true or not, but the mere idea of this tale made weak men strive to be strong—to be like Jet Zephyr.

It served as an inspiration to her father, and for a time… it inspired Britta as well.

But, she soon learned of the real truth.

'Weak people have their limits.'

Any attempt to try and surpass those limits ended in futility or failure. Nothing good ever came from trying to overturn this brute fact of nature.

Her father, who was an average Adventurer his whole life, ended up dying in a Dungeon Floor he shouldn't have gone to in an attempt to overcome his limits.

Thanks to his foolishness, she was left an orphan for most of her life.

That tragedy taught her an important lesson.

"Those who are strong were always meant to be strong. Weaklings will always remain weak."

Potential was what mattered most.

That was she felt nothing even when foolish Adventurers ended up being killed by Monsters after choosing the Heroic Rank Test.

She felt it was simply a natural conclusion—the very flow of the world.

But…

'Was I right? Did I really… understand?'

As she looked at the world, and felt her life flash before her eyes, Britta wondered if she truly believed in the philosophy she lived by.

father really weak? Was he not stronger

her father had survived that Dungeon… would he not have been stronger for it? Was it not the same

all start out weak,

The longer one lived, the stronger

father's life ended when it did, just as it was unfortunate that

fill

have gotten

Much, much stronger.

to witness it, and perhaps stand by his side once it

a shame I couldn't see your dream come true,

~SQUELCH!~

in the air, and blood

it, but she felt no pain

felt a rush of wind sweep all over her body as she ascended into the

Was she

It felt like nothing had changed,

mine to die!" The loud voice of Jet

lost all sense of calmness, and

to live, Britta! Live to see my dream, and to fulfill

didn't mind that he addressed her casually, neither did she care that her body was tightly hugging his as they

that he had her

"Y-yeah…"

slay the rest of the rest of the Monsters and

finish things with this…" Jet whispered, channeling all of the purple energy around him to

it became twice his size. It crackled with all kinds of energies and power, and with just one hand wielding it, since he held Britta with another…

"Chaos Judgment!"

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

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as the three humans sat among the carcasses and debris of the many Monsters that filled the

the ones hiding among the trees were caught and killed, leaving no loose

after the Monster Subjugation, all the parties were exhausted, so they collapsed

potion to recover her Mana, and Jet had his back on the ground to catch his breath,

the strongest humans I have ever witnessed. Perhaps even on par with Lady Lucielle and Sir

were the ones who led humanity in the frontlines

but from what she had heard, Jet seemed about equal to Brutus, while Lucielle was a cut above

made them rare