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.

like the ideal of freedom were lost concepts to

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

Restrictions molded society.

City, despite the lack of solid rules and

as they tried to deny this fact, it was

their behavior which informed him that there were

they're still

or maybe the population of this city grew to an absurd

The status-quo would

chose this path—despite a lot of easier options—was

engrained within him; to the point

"I wanted to change."

was silence in

inquisitive voice caused Noah to smile even more. Of course, no one would get it if he just said it like

stronger

rid of the latter part of his statement. He didn't

Less risks, more reward.

problem was

solemn tone oozed through the

before moving here. Before we became friends, I used to comfort myself by thinking he was more pathetic

there was one guy who was worse

Noah spoke

He was stronger, smarter… better. He was better than

"I liked that."

to this friend of

he sat on. "I wanted to run away. That guy was a

little, and Noah did

he was revealing so much about his past to

didn't want

lot safer there than in the North. But apparently, all the land

as far away from the war as possible.

ridiculously high. Many would consider the quality of life incredibly low for the amount they