The Extra of The Lunerra



--Volume III: Games in the Dark--

I'm... I'm not a hero.

That was one of the first things I thought when I came into this world.

I just want to change my ordinary life, I want to be happy.

That was the first motivation I had in this world. That was what made me take the decisions that I would take, that made me care about what I would do for this cause, even if I hated myself.

And yet, despite all this, I came back when things were already over for me, when I needed to rest, when it could all be over.

My greed wouldn't let me escape easily.

And what happened as a result?

I was out of breath. My whole body was writhing in pain, especially my ankles, but thanks to the Absolute Mind, at least I was calm.

No... I could feel my calmness slowly diminishing, my Wiera side was slowly coming out, and my emotions were getting mixed up again. I couldn't stay calm even if I wanted to.

I was angry.

"Aaahhh!"

A scream echoed through the space and I felt my anger rising inside me again. Then the owner of that scream slowly collapsed to the ground.

Her eyes, which moments before had been shining with determination, were closed and her body was in a terrible state. She had so many wounds that it was a mystery how she was still alive.

I was the reason why she was like this.

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"We've only just started, but... You all faint after only a few minutes."

A purple-eyed man stepped over the body of the girl who had just screamed, ignoring her, and approached me.

'You're getting angry, aren't you, Aiden? The people who had this happen to them because of your greed, you're angry for them, aren't you?

A voice I didn't want to hear echoed in my head, but this time I didn't reject him.

Instead, I embraced him.

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Just like the girl who had just screamed, there were many bodies in front of me. Some were dead, some had passed out long ago from the pain, but they all had one thing in common.

They were like this because of me. If I hadn't tried to do things on my own, if I had been patient... none of this would have happened.

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"Ah... It was a lot of fun, but they had bad stamina, so what to do."

I clenched my fist as I looked at his face, channeling my anger without suppressing it. I was full of hatred, yet it was my fuel.

I shouldn't run from it, I should use it.

"Did you like the show? I tried so hard for you but now we have to go, I'm so curious to know what you are."

I gritted my teeth, dug my nails into my palms and my vision blurred. The world was slowly darkening and my thoughts were slowly changing, but I didn't resist the change in any way.

I thought only one thing.

I... will survive.

'You know what you want to do, Aiden, you want to take him down. You want to make him suffer the way he's made people here suffer, you want to put holes in him. You want to kill him.'

I... there's so much more I want to do. I have new goals. So...

I can't die.

That's why I... must kill him no matter what.

I clung to that thought with all my being.

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I felt my whole body slowly warming up, the pain receding from my body.

I stood up slowly, and the man who had been smiling until now suddenly looked at me in surprise.

"How are you standing? I was pretty sure I cut your tendons."

His purple eyes were really filled with surprise, but I didn't care.

"Oh? Your eye is glowing more violently... You really are interesting."

I felt bored, I wanted to move. It hurt me to stay still.

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I was forgetting everything, why I was here, who the man in front of me was... Only one goal was at the forefront of my mind: to kill this man to relieve my boredom.

Yet I pushed myself harder because I knew it wouldn't be enough. This man was strong. Too strong.

'You should hate him so much more, Aiden.'

Yes, the more negative thoughts I fill my mind with, the bigger the feedback I get.

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My vision went completely black, and I could feel almost nothing of the world, but I didn't care. It was the only way to survive.

'Can you imagine what he would do to your other friends if he got out of here alive?'

Suddenly, this sentence echoed in my mind, causing everything to freeze in an instant.

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My mind was suddenly flooded with images. Adrian, Julian, Celine, Lucia, Sue, and Clara... Each of them was in front of my eyes, and behind them, the man with purple eyes was standing with an ugly smile on his face.

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"You..."

I felt a blazing flame burning inside me like I was in a cauldron. The darkness in front of my eyes had turned to a purple glow.

A simple word like anger was not enough to describe what I was experiencing in my mind.

'Hahah... You're really stupid Aiden.'

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"You..."

The darkness glowed an even brighter purple, and then I heard a voice echoing in my mind, growing less and less intense.

It was no longer me speaking, it was someone else in my body, and the next thing out of that person's mouth was what the man standing in front of me had said to me a few minutes before I lost control of my body.

"Do you want to... play a game?"

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