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.

of freedom

abstract and a little childish. In any pragmatic setting,

Restrictions molded society.

were still coexisting pretty well within the City, despite the lack of solid rules and sufficient

as they tried to deny this fact,

in their behavior which informed him that

why they're still

city grew to an absurd degree—to the point where control became

status-quo would

this path—despite a lot of easier options—was due to a

to the point where he

"I wanted to change."

a moment, there was silence in

Of course, no one would get it if he

person. I hid behind stronger people and

his statement.

Less risks, more reward.

was

hated myself." Noah's solemn tone

thinking he was more pathetic than I was.

there

was a reason Noah

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

"I liked that."

of yours?

was a monster who wanted to keep getting strong,

chuckled a little, and Noah did the

know why he was revealing so much about his past to such a stranger, but somehow… he

didn't want

are a lot safer there than in the North. But

far away from the war as possible. If anyone could afford it, they would instantly leave for the

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