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.

Magic on her, while the rest were charged

fodder if that were to be the case, which

But—

~BOOOOOOOOOOOM!~

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

was naked, with scars and bloody markings all

his body was indescribable. It

whispered this, the hulking form

instant they saw this,

million thoughts were going on in

stared

else was the same;

exception had trembling hearts—one that gazed upon the bloody one and desired for him

… He didn't.

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Rey groaned as his swollen eyes opened

much to his surprise, his allies were the

their faces, but

eyes, mixing with the blood that occupied

'... Please help me.'

no longer, not after his legs had been broken

difficult to breathe, and even moving his hand

'I'm scared…'

so much that he felt it would explode at any given moment. His naked body scraped upon the rough earth, rubbing

'It hurts…'

hear these thoughts. No

experience the hellish sensations that kept on torturing his body

run away… to save

wanted someone to

at this point. He couldn't save the

this current moment, they all shared the

shadow of the Divine Beast behind him.

his body slowly raised in the air, with

nothing but a filthy rag. Compared to

coat on a rack, slowly dancing in the

seemed to hint at amusement, but Rey's barely listening ears couldn't process

he heard was the growl of a monster—one that signified

Sacrifice…' His thoughts trailed as his

he didn't do anything now,