An Extra’s POV

"Ahh, that…"

Noah's face fell a little, and something akin to a sad smile added to his clouded countenance.

His tale wasn't particularly a sad story. Many Adventurers in the City had more tragic experiences to share.

However, for Noah, a sixteen-year-old teenager who had been living a pretty mundane life on Earth until three months ago, his story was just as heavy.

"I think… I realized that I had no other choice but to become strong." His smile broadened as he uttered those words.

Many would agree with him, but most were probably going to miss the point. No one could really understand the depths from which he uttered those words.

People desired to get stronger for various reasons.

Some wanted wealth.

'I already have more than enough money to retire to some countryside and live the rest of my life without worrying about sustenance.'

Some craved power.

'I have enough strength to be in the one percent of humans in this world.'

Some lusted after influence.

'I find attention annoying, and most of the time… I like being left alone.'

Women.

'I don't think most of them are anything special.'

Thrill.

'Nothing about fighting Monsters thrills me. It's a dangerous job.'

Noah didn't qualify for most of the reasons why most people desired to be Adventurers. He wasn't like the average Adventurers, and he didn't relate to most of the things they valued.

ideal of freedom

thing too abstract and a little childish. In any pragmatic setting, there had to

Restrictions molded society.

of solid rules and sufficient regulations, was because there were already unspoken rules that

to

their behavior which informed him that there were unwritten regulations

they're still

this city grew to an absurd degree—to the point where control became difficult—then the cracks would begin to

The status-quo

true reason Noah chose this path—despite a lot of easier options—was due

was engrained within him; to the point where

"I wanted to change."

a moment, there was

Jet's inquisitive voice caused Noah to smile even more. Of course, no one would get it if

very weak and cowardly person. I hid behind stronger

his statement. He didn't think he needed to, considering how

Less risks, more reward.

was

myself." Noah's solemn tone oozed

we became friends, I used to comfort myself by thinking he was more pathetic

there was

reason Noah spoke in

a lot better than I realized. He was stronger, smarter… better. He was better than me, than most people around us." A little smirk formed on

"I liked that."

what happened to this friend of yours? Why

as he rested his back on the chair that he sat on. "I wanted to run away. That guy was a monster who wanted to keep

chuckled a little, and

his past to such a stranger, but somehow…

want

things are a lot safer there than in

most people wanted to be as far away from the war as possible. If anyone could afford it,

consider the quality of life incredibly low for