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Boundless Essence: Chronicles of The Most Powerful Extra

Arthur Seigford, was an ordinary adult mortal who had humble dreams. He wanted to live a normal life filled with love and peace. Beneath that unassuming exterior, lied intelligence, which shined brighter than any other humans'. Yet he could care less to make use of such brilliance. He drowned himself in webnovels, spending countless hours on end reading books and fantasizing that he was the main character. His wish was granted. He reincarnated into one. But it was the worst one. Death loomed over you at every step. Existential horrors dared to consume universes themselves. But he wasn't the Main character nor was he a Side character. He was a totally Unwritten character. What the Fuck? He was an extra, one among countless to die in the story. He started anew as Kairox Veylor even if the conditions he was born in weren't ideal. Dying almost once again in the new world- [Infinite Ascendence Framework System has been activated...] [Eternal Nexus Supreme System has been activated...] [You have received the Eternal Strand Sovereign Physique.] [100x Amplification has been applied.. You have received the Primordial Flow Sovereign Physique.] [You have received Unmanifest Leasing.] [100x Amplification has been applied.. You have received Axiomatic Reality Leasing Ability.] Join Kairox Veylor in his journey of discovering his true self, the reason behind his reincarnation and the mysterious orgins of the Systems. Extra tags: #Harem #Insanely OP #Insane Plot and Power System #3 Dimensional Characters “I do not rise to challenge reality. I rise because reality forgot to kneel.”-Kairox Veylor.
Nexus_Infinite · 2.2k Views

A BOY MADE OF SHADOWS

He didn’t grow up with a real name. In the place he was raised, they didn’t bother with names at all. They just burned numbers onto kids, and his number was XI. That’s how people talked to him—like, “Number Eleven, do this,” “Number Eleven, stand there.” It wasn’t a life. It was just… existing. He spent most of his childhood underground. Cold stone floors, dim lamps, the same halls every day. He didn’t know anything about the outside world or why the people there were training him. He only knew that the shadows around him always felt strange, like they were watching him. One night, during some ritual he never understood, something unexpected happened. The shadows that were supposed to kill him didn’t. They moved toward him instead—like they recognized him. Like they’d been waiting for him. After that, he walked out of the fortress. No plan. No idea what to do. He picked the name Kael because he needed something normal to call himself. But the world outside isn’t simple. People stare at him. Some are scared of him. And the shadows that cling to him… he still doesn’t know how to control them, or if they’re even safe. Kael isn’t trying to be special or powerful. He just wants to understand who he is and where he belongs. Maybe he’s just a kid who was treated wrong his whole life. Or maybe he’s something else—something the people in that fortress were afraid to admit. Whatever the truth is, he knows one thing: He’s never going back to being a number again.
Masterisaki · 12k Views