An Extra’s POV

It first happened when Ralyks died, and then re-emerged from the dead.

All of the Otherworlders, as well as the Kingdom's Strongest, were relieved to see the re-emergence of their champion.

They prayed—hoped—that he would emerge victorious this time.

Dagon was not an opponent any of them could even think of beating. It was an entity that far surpassed the capabilities of a Dragon Lord—an entity beyond reason.

Ralyks was their only option for victory.

But… the one who emerged from the depths wasn't Ralyks at all. It was a much shorter, less attractive version of the man they all revered.

He had dark hair, sure, but his plain face and slightly above average stature gave a much different vibe from the Dark Adventurer.

What's more… he resembled a classmate of theirs—one who was supposed to be dead.

At that moment, the audience was no longer looking at Ralyks. Instead, their gaze was on the most unexpected man behind the mask.

—Rey Skylar!

And so, as the tremors continued throughout the fight between Rey and Dagon, they tried to reconcile what they saw with their pre-existing notions.

"B-but how…?" One asked.

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

"R-Rey is dead, right? Why is he…?"

~VWUUUUUM!~

"Why does Sir Ralyks look like Rey? T-that makes no sense…"

~BOOOOOOOOM!~

"What is going on exactly? Is that really him?"

Confusion ran amuck among the students and their teachers, with eyes wide and faces worn thin. They were all too exhausted to join the battle, and even if they were at top form, their weakness made it impossible to contribute in any meaningful way.

They were meant to be spectators only.

Much to everyone's concerns, the only one who was still unconscious was Alicia. Perhaps it was because of the Summoning, or some other reason beyond that, but she hadn't yet opened her eyes.

while the rest were charged with protecting her if things ever went

that were to be the case, which

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

body flung in front of them, almost like a ragdoll, and

was naked, with scars and bloody markings all over

was indescribable. It was a miracle that he

As they whispered this, the hulking form of the creature descended on

saw this, all fell

his eyes witnessed this sight. A million thoughts were going on in his mind, but he couldn't focus

blankly stared as the scene

the same;

that gazed upon the bloody one and desired for him

… He didn't.

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his

allies were the first things he saw

but he raised his hand,

eyes, mixing with the

'... Please help me.'

busted to move. He could run no longer, not after his legs had been

to breathe, and even moving his hand was all he

'I'm scared…'

head hurt so much that he felt it would explode at any given moment. His naked body scraped upon the rough earth, rubbing on the countless bruises and marks

'It hurts…'

hear these thoughts. No one but

feel the experience the hellish sensations that kept on torturing his body despite his pleas for them to

to run away… to save

wanted someone to save

save the

this current moment, they all shared

shadow of the Divine Beast behind

in the air, with pain shooting into his brain

he was nothing but a filthy rag. Compared to the shimmering silver form that

simply hung lifelessly, like a coat on a rack, slowly dancing in

but Rey's

heard was the growl of a monster—one that signified

His thoughts trailed as his brain pounded and his vision

anything now, he would