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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The word left Lysander's mouth like a whisper and everything changed.


The world bent, reality folding in on itself like paper crumpling in an invisible fist.


Damian's awareness scattered, his senses fragmenting across moments that shouldn't exist simultaneously.


Then everything snapped back into focus with jarring clarity.


A body exploded in front of him, red mist painting white snow.


Kinsley's voice rang across the field, pleasant and terrible.


Another death, another voice cut short mid-plea.


Damian's thoughts stuttered, his mind struggling to process what his eyes were showing him.


'I was just... Marshal was... we were...'


His hands came up to his face, feeling skin that should have been covered in Brian's blood but wasn't.


The sound made him flinch, recognition crashing through like ice water.


'I watched this before. I saw them die. I–'


Chapter 542 - Time Loop