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.

her father really weak? Was he not stronger than

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

start out

longer one lived, the stronger they were supposed to become—not just physically, but in multiple areas as

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

could fill it

have gotten

Much, much stronger.

stand by his side once

couldn't see

~SQUELCH!~

echoed in the air, and

but she felt

she stood, and she felt a rush of

she flying? Was she already

It felt like nothing had

allow any comrade of mine to die!" The loud voice of Jet rushed through her ears, forcing her to

sense

Britta! Live to see my dream,

care that her

was that

"Y-yeah…"

wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes, hoping he would slay the

things with this…" Jet whispered, channeling all

Blade began to grow in size until it became twice his size. It crackled with all kinds of energies and power, and with just one hand wielding it, since he held

"Chaos Judgment!"

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

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was silent as the three humans sat among the carcasses and debris of

were caught and

were exhausted, so

Mana, and Jet had his back on the ground to catch his breath, Britta sat and rested her back on a

two are incredible. They're the strongest humans I have ever witnessed. Perhaps

those two were the ones who led humanity in the frontlines and warded

in action, but from what she had heard, Jet seemed about

rare treasures