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The Extra's Supremacy

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[Dropped] I had transmigrated into my favorite game, as an extra who died before the story even began. In a world where Sigils dictate power, I found myself in the body of a boy who had already died on the battlefield. Yet, as I drew breath in his place, his Sigil changed. A power never meant for him, never meant for me. Kidnapped by a shadow organization that didn't exist in the game, I spent three years in the dark, forced to learn under a so-called teacher. I move forward, not as the extra I was meant to be, but as one who chooses their own path. A path to supremacy. Yet the deeper I walk, the more I realize… this world holds secrets that game had never shown. ----------------- Additional tags: [Sword Companion], [Hidden Identity], [Artifacts], [Slow Reveal], [Secret Society], [Survival]
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