The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist

Ethan’s eyes were still locked on Alex, his heart pounding with adrenaline and fury. Then, a voice slithered through his consciousness—darker and colder than before.

"[Is that the guy who manipulated your sister? And forced himself on her?]"

Ethan’s expression darkened like a thundercloud.

’Yes... it’s him.’

"[Want me to get rid of him for you?]" Tiamat asked, his voice like a whisper riding on the winds of a storm.

Taking a pause ethan said.

’No need to go that far. Just give him a trauma so deep... he’ll never even think of going near her again.’

Tiamat clicked his tongue—an audible sound in Ethan’s mind.

"[My heir... you’re too soft-hearted.]"

’Regardless... he’s my friend. And I’m a Hero.’

Just as Tiamat turned his divine gaze toward Alex with disdain, something changed. His vision—shared through Ethan’s eyes—caught movement behind the silver-haired boy.

Figures—no, silhouettes—began forming.