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The Extra Of The Convergent Realms [OP MC, AI CHIP]

DevanVale
"This world is a tapestry of converging realities," Iris said. "And you, Master, are a thread that does not belong here." Valentine was just another exhausted engineering student reading webnovels on the metro—until he woke up inside one. Now he's Valentine Ashford, a side character in Convergent Realms, a world where alternate realities violently merge back into existence, spawning corruption and monsters that threaten civilization's survival. The main protagonist is destined to save the world. Valentine's ambition is simpler: explore everything the novel never showed him, master magic on his own terms, and stay far away from world-ending catastrophes. "Magic is a system," Valentine observed. "And every system has exploits." "And every exploit has a price," Iris replied. With Iris—an AI from his past life now bound to his soul—he's discovered a loophole that should not exist: perpetual mana regeneration through soul channel manipulation. Infinite casting. The kind of power that lets him act like a tourist and watch the world from the sidelines. "Master said to stay away from the main plot," Iris remarked as she captured and devoured another soul. "But fate does not care what side characters want." Posting schedule: Twice weekly on Wednesday and Saturday, with an additional chapter on Sunday if I manage to write more.
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