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

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

out

The longer one lived, the stronger

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

she could fill it in

have gotten

Much, much stronger.

perhaps stand

couldn't see

~SQUELCH!~

in the air, and blood oozed out into streams and

but she

where she stood, and she felt a rush of

Was she already in the

this warmth? What was this feeling? It felt like nothing had changed, yet everything

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

For the first time, he lost all sense of calmness, and a

to see my dream,

he addressed her casually, neither did she care that her

cared about was that he had her in

"Y-yeah…"

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

whispered, channeling all of the purple energy

kinds of energies and power, and

"Chaos Judgment!"

~BOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!~

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

trees were caught and killed,

all the parties were exhausted, so they collapsed

the ground to catch his breath, Britta sat and rested her back on

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

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

seen them in action, but from what she had heard,

rare treasures