He was just a boy, betrayed too many times, broken far too early. On Earth, he had no dreams left. No family. No hope. Only Greg, the quiet friend who never missed a Tuesday visit to his cell on death row.

Greg always came with stories, webnovels filled with magic, bloodlines, betrayal, and power. Stories the boy never cared to read, but somehow… he always listened.

On the day of his execution, there was no miracle. No escape. Just Greg’s last visit, a quiet goodbye, and the cold plunge of sleep as the needle ended his life.

But death didn’t last.

He awoke to agony, his face shattered by a punch. And the man before him… was straight out of Greg’s stories.

He had transmigrated.
Into the world of the webnovel.
Into the body of Fenix Ackerman, a disgraced heir from a once-mighty house, now exiled from the ranks of the nine great Tier-One families.

The Ackerman Clan, once known for their unmatched resolve and deadly technique, Black Star, had long fallen from grace. Their name, once revered, had become a curse whispered behind closed doors.

But this new Fenix wasn’t bound by fate.

He remembered Earth.
He remembered Greg’s loyalty.
And this time, he would not die a forgotten extra in someone else’s story.

He would survive.
He would rise.
And the world that scorned his name would learn to fear it once again.

From the ashes of execution, Fenix Ackerman rises.
And the story of the extra's survival begins.

The chamber stretched before Fenix like the maw of some ancient beast, its golden walls adorned with torches that cast writhing shadows across surfaces scarred by centuries of violence. Twenty-one pairs of golden eyes fixed upon him with predatory hunger, their owners arranged in patterns that spoke of military precision rather than random distribution. These weren't mere guardians - they were an army, disciplined and deadly, awaiting their commander's signal to begin the systematic elimination of the intruder who had dared penetrate their sacred domain.


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