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.

weak? Was he not stronger than

been stronger for it?

start out weak, don't

growth and strength. The longer one lived, the stronger they were

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

fill it in her

could have

Much, much stronger.

and perhaps stand by his

couldn't see your dream come true,

~SQUELCH!~

sound of flesh being pierced echoed in the air, and blood oozed out into

it, but she felt

her from where she stood, and she felt a rush of

Was she already

this feeling? It felt like nothing had changed, yet everything around her

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

all sense of calmness, and a look of concern was etched deeply

Live to see

care that

was that he had her

"Y-yeah…"

hoping he would slay the rest of the rest of the Monsters and never let

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

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

"Chaos Judgment!"

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

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three humans sat among the carcasses and

were caught

the parties were exhausted,

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

strongest humans I have ever witnessed. Perhaps even on

assessment, considering how those two were the ones who

from what she had heard,

made them rare treasures