An Extra’s POV

"ERIC, NO—!!!"

As Adonis stretched out his hand, the moment he saw that Eric had been stabbed by the Dragon General, he felt a dangerous crackle around the boy.

Then—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!~

—An overwhelming explosion surged through the area, covering all of Eric's immediate vicinity.

The blast stopped short before reaching the positions of Clark, Alicia, Billy, Trisha, and Justin. Instead, it ascended high into the heavens—like a blazing pillar.

The inferno swirled around and within each other—almost like a torrent of unstoppable power.

"E-Eric…" As Adonis witnessed this, the roaring heat reflecting in his eyes, he had a dazed expression on his face.

He felt instantly ashamed of this thought, but the first thing that came to his mind once he saw the blazing display of power was awe, rather than sorrow.

'To think… he had this much power… so much potential.'

Not all Mages had an equal allocation of latent Mana within them. This pool of dormant Mana was varied in quality and quantity; theorized to be based on the potential of a person.

As such, various Mages harness their respective pools by casting Forced Magic Activation, yet their output would be varied from one another.

Based on what Adonis was seeing alone, Eric could have very well reached the S-Tier as a Mage.

But… all of that was in the realm of memory.

Once the awe wore off, the only thing Adonis felt at that point was grief.

Tears flowed down his eyes as he watched the burning pillar of flames slowly die out, reducing to mere vestiges of sparks and miniature explosions.

"I'm sorry, Eric…" He was reminded by Eric's warnings.

"… I'm so sorry!"

If it wasn't for his hubris, his obsessive desire with saving everyone, then perhaps this wouldn't have happened.

'W-why…? Why did you have to die?'

More tears flowed down Adonis' eyes as he descended and knelt on the ground.

Why was he constantly protected, even now that he had

would be different this time. I thought,

He had worked so hard to make sure he would be able

that he cared

this was the reward for all

Eric…" More sobs echoed from him

not afford to mourn the dead just yet.

the deaths of many comrades who fought

he remembered the

moments when they talked, whether about Magic, Dungeons, or Adventurers—he could

could not

have so many dreams, you know? But after finally arriving here, in this City, I've decided to make a much

word echoed in his mind, taking the form of guilt

Dungeon, so once the

those dreams of his;

it together, you know? Kind of like some sort of

overlapping with one another—words that Adonis had

when we retire… I'll return to the

previous timeline, Adonis had felt a little skeptical about those words. Lucielle indeed seemed unimpressive by Otherworlder standards, but she was

was by no means a feat

Adonis realized that those words—at least, the intention

had the potential

and become the

was no longer any more tear left in his moist eyes as he stared at the charred crater that oozed smoke and tiny fragments of burnt

do it. I couldn't do

him, he thought he could help everyone around him. He became a Hero to save the world, but also prevent the tragedy that

So why…?

I get this right?!"

"Why…?"

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breaking as he recollected the past—or rather, a future that once

of his two surviving comrades; Rey and

gloomy, my friend. We're going to change everything!"

them back then, there was a certain comfort it gave

heartwarming smile, filled with confidence

those words were soon

~BOOOOOOOM!!!~