An Extra’s POV

"Alright, everyone. Let's gather around!"
Adonis was standing close to the entrance of the Otherworlders' residence.
Beside him was Alicia, but she was mostly silent.
The students began streaming into the living room, curious about what Adonis had to say.
Even the ones holed up in their rooms emerged upon hearing his call.
Before long, everyone had arrived, all seated in their respective chairs or sofas. A few also opted to sit on the quite cool and
comfortable floor.
Their eyes filled with anticipation, fixated on Adonis, as they waited patiently for his announcement.
"Maybe some of you already know this, but Alicia and I thought it was high time to catch up with Brutus to plan out our training
sessions." Adonis' announcement elicited a few groans, but nothing too serious.
"You don't have to worry. I made it crystal clear to him that we're not signing up for boot camp." Adonis flashed a reassuring grin
at his crew. "This won't be like school, I promise. Not even close."
A few laughs were heard from the audience at the last statement, as well as sighs of relief.
In this strange new world, despite the few inconveniences, one thing stood out and made everyone appreciate it even more:
there was no school!
For these lively teenagers, the absence of that stressful environment was a breath of fresh air.
Many had worried that this training would become a new version of the dreaded 'school.' But thankfully, Adonis's words brought a
wave of relief.
His reassurance sparked hope among them.
"We'll be expected to put in about six hours a day for training. Sounds pretty generous compared to our old school routine,
right?" Adonis nodded, flashing a wink as if he were dishing out a grand favor.
"Six hours?" Someone groaned, and a chorus of complaints followed.

"I just wanna chill here a bit longer!"
"Do we get any time for ourselves before—"
"Training starts tomorrow," Adonis declared firmly, setting off an even louder uproar among the students.
Their attitude had shifted, morphing into a bunch of entitled kids grumbling about intensive training.
"Guys, people in this world are dying every day," Alicia pointed out, trying to instill a sense of purpose. "Our primary purpose for
being here is to save them. Starting training as soon as possible gives us the best shot at fixing this mess."
Alicia had kept quiet since the meeting started, observing the students' reactions.
However, seeing their response, she felt compelled to step in.
Her light scowl after saying those words shook a few people. However...
"That's not our problem, is it? We're just teenagers trying to live a little. Who can blame us?"
The dissenting voice belonged to none other than Adam Sanchez, the class jock, who was quite popular.
He and Adonis shared a lot of qualities, despite Adam's hair being black and not blond like Adonis'. They were both handsome,
athletic, and pretty popular.
However, personality-wise, they couldn't be any different.
Adam, often known for his selfish and egotistical nature, stood in stark contrast to the selfless and kind Adonis. In this moment,
his self-centeredness was on full display for everyone to witness.
"Adam, you've crossed a line," Adonis responded, a hint of disappointment creasing his brow.
"Why? Because I spoke up? I've been watching silently all this time, but that doesn't mean I'll sit here and blindly follow your
lead," Adam shot back, his eyes shooting daggers at Adonis.
Adam's flippant but incredibly defiant smile was plastered on his face as he stared at Adonis as though daring him to try him.
"Hey, man, I'm just saying... some of us don't want to save the world or anything." He added with a smirk.
Being one of the first alphabetically, Adam had the privilege of choosing his Class and Skills earlier than most.

However, due to his awful personality, his Karma was remarkably lower than average.
As a result, both his single Skill and Class were B-Tier and C-Tier respectively.
Needless to say, he didn't have as much influence as he used to.
"Speak for yourself, dude."
"Just be quiet, Adam."
"Yeah, zip it!"
"We don't need you causing unnecessary drama right now."
"Why didn't you say all these things earlier."
The students who wouldn't have been able to even squeak in his presence back in school began raining condescending words
on him.
The tables had turned on him pretty quickly.
Yet, in response to the jeers aimed his way, Adam's smile widened as he defiantly faced the crowd.
"Whatever! I couldn't care less about what any of you think!"
Then, he simply crossed his arms and legs like a child throwing a tantrum. "I'm not joining the training. You can't make me."
Adam's defiance filled the room, sparking silent gasps that rippled through the crowd.
There was the underlying fear that if someone like Adam could refuse training, then others might follow suit.
His actions threatened to unravel the unity among the students, creating disruptions that could spiral out of control.
In this critical moment, Adonis was expected to swiftly address the situation, preventing Adam's influence from spreading further.
But...
"If that's your decision, so be it. Anyone else not interested in training can opt out as well. And if it gets too tough, and you want
to bail, that's your choice. I won't force any of you into something you're not willing to do..."

Adonis's unexpected response left everyone astounded.
But he wasn't finished yet.
"However, by opting out, you choose to forfeit the benefits those who train will receive. Not just in terms of strength but other
privileges as well."
"Oh? What kind of privileges?" Adam interrupted, his smile tinged with sarcasm.
For a brief moment, silence hung heavy in the room, each second stretching the tension, until Adonis finally spoke.
"Well... this residence is exclusively for those committed to saving the world. No one else is allowed in."
The weight of those words settled over everyone, painting a clear picture of their reality.
The Nation was desperate—but only for those dedicated to their cause. If an Otherworlder lacked interest in the mission, there
was no reason to invest in them, especially when they already had the Hero on their side.
"Fine, then. Make your choice. If exploring and having fun is what you truly want, no one will hold you back. Your adventures can
start once you leave the Royal Estate," Adonis declared calmly.
"Tch... whatever..." Adam's voice trailed off, his defiance waning as it became evident that Adonis had won. He had lost.
"Let's get back on track. Training starts at 7:00 AM, and—"
But before Adonis could finish, more groans and complaints filled the room. This time, however, he didn't tolerate it with a smile.
"If the timing doesn't suit you, feel free to opt out. But remember, being late isn't an option. If you can't make it on time, you might
as well stay back."
Adonis' stern words jolted everyone into the reality of the situation. It wasn't going to be all fun and games.
Defiance meant being disregarded by the nation. Only the most committed and loyal Otherworlders, like the Hero, would receive
support. The rest would be left in the dust.
"Training will wrap up by 2:00 PM. We will have two thirty-minute breaks within that time, totaling seven hours. But like I said the
core training is just six hours," Adonis clarified.

The students realized the challenge ahead, but there was a silver lining.
"After 2:00 PM, you are free to do as you please—have fun, rest, shop, whatever. However, since we are new to this world, we
are not permitted to leave the Royal Estate. At least, not yet."
The reason for that was simple.
Beyond the extremely massive grounds that the Estate covered, and the large walls that separated it from the rest of the Royal
Capital, were the commoners of this world.
Some were upper-class, others were middle-class, but it didn't change the fact that life was vastly different beyond the walls.
"In here, we are protected and catered for. Our training will be supervised by the best of the best, and all our needs will be met.
As long as we follow the rules, everything will be perfectly fine," Adonis reassured.
Despite Adonis saying all of this, and the majority of the students believing him, a few students could see behind the facade of
goodwill.
Granted, they were well taken care of, protected, and sheltered. Everything seemed perfect.
They were safe and comfortable too.
However...
'We're constantly being watched and controlled. Our perfect life here is being held hostage too.' He narrowed his gaze, sensing
the limitations placed upon them.
'While I understand why they're doing this, protecting one's assets is important after all, I can't ignore what it is...'
The Otherworlders—Rey and his classmates—were no longer individuals with desires and decisions that could freely be
expressed.
In this world, they existed for a single purpose.
... Kill the Dragons and save the world.
'Anyone who doesn't comply gets discarded.'

That realization dawned heavy on Rey's mind.
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Okay, no action in this chapter!
But the begins the training!
I hope you are all excited!