In the year 2350, Earth changed forever. Portals tore open across the skies, unleashing monstrosities no human had ever faced. But with the monsters came awakening – humans gained power, ranks, and a status screen that defined their place in the new world.

Two centuries later, power no longer belonged to politicians, but to the awakened.

Damian Valcor, a bored 15-year-old, only cared about passing the entrance exam for an academy. But on the eve of the results, his life was overturned when he awakened the memories of his past life.

A past life where he was not an ordinary man…
But a ruthless mafia boss.

To his shock, the world he now lived in was nearly identical to a novel he had once come across in his previous life.

Although he remembered the world, he didn’t remember any of the characters of that novel.

But he was sure of one thing. Damian Valcor was not one of the main characters.

He was just a random Extra.

With underworld cunning, ruthless ambition, and the knowledge of what lies in the future for this world, Damian must make sure to protect his loved ones, the loved ones he never had in his past life.

He will make sure to snuff out the existence of any being who dared to endanger them.

But for that… He needs to rise as the one pulling the strings. 

And to do that, he needed… Power.

"Power isn’t granted, it’s taken – and I’ve had a lifetime of practice."
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Yara knelt beside Castor's broken body, her hands glowing with green healing Aura, working frantically to stabilize the damage Chronos Overclock had inflicted.


"Stay with me," Yara whispered, her voice tight with focus. "Don't fall unconscious again."


Castor's eyes were closed, his breathing shallow but steady under her healing influence.


She'd just finished explaining about the Shadow Kings becoming demons.


Her healing Aura pulsed stronger, mending bone fragments, reknitting torn muscle fibers, stabilizing his fractured spine millimeter by millimeter.


"The worst is over," she said, more to herself than to him. "You'll recover... It'll take time, but you'll–"


Their hearts synchronized for one beat, hammering against their ribs with sudden urgency.


Yara's hands stilled, her healing Aura flickering as confusion crossed her face.


Chapter 419 - Debt