The words blurred together as I tried to keep my eyes open. It was late, way past midnight, but the novel had me hooked. Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades.
A nobody becomes the heir of a god. His life flips upside down. His suffering turns to power.
"Damn… lucky bastard," I muttered, flipping the page on my phone.
My chest ached. At first, I thought it was just exhaustion. But the pain spread fast, ripping through me like fire. My vision dimmed, my phone slipped from my hand, and the world collapsed into silence.
The last thing I saw was the line of text glowing on the screen: "This is not the end, but the beginning of the heir's story."
When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in my room.
The sky was painted with constellations I'd never seen before. Marble columns rose around me, etched with thunderbolts and ancient words.
And then came the voice.
[System Online]Chosen Vessel Located.You are the First and Only Descendant of Zeus.Bear the Thunder. Claim Olympus.
A blue window floated before me.
Name: ???Lineage: Zeus (First Descendant)Authority: 0%Skills: [Bolt Manifestation] (Sealed), [Sky's Authority] (Locked), [Olympian Trial] (Locked)
My body trembled. Not from fear, but because I could feel it—raw power, lightning humming inside my veins.
Before I could comprehend it all, someone grabbed my shoulders.
"Brother!"
I turned. A tall man with sharp features, golden eyes, and an aura of nobility pulled me into his arms. His clothes were expensive, his bearing regal, but his voice cracked with worry.
"You're awake. Thank the gods."
This was my older brother—I didn't know how, but my memories told me his name. Richa.
The heir of our family. Wealthy, admired, talented… yet he was smiling at me like I was the most important person in the world.
"You scared me half to death. Don't ever collapse like that again," he said, patting my head. "You're my little brother. I won't let anything happen to you."
My chest tightened—not from pain, but from warmth.
In my old world, I died reading about someone else's story. But now… now it was my turn.
I wasn't an extra anymore.
I was the descendant of Zeus.
And someday, with thunder in my hands, I would become the strongest demigod this world had ever seen.