The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist Chapter 415 - 416 : The Thrill of battle after a long time
Previously on The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist...
Victoria hung suspended in the night sky, high above the sprawling mansion.
Wind embraced her form, her crimson locks flowing like fiery banners down her back. Each strand shimmered faintly in the moonlight, as if kissed by embers.
Her eyes blazed with the same shade of red—deep, incandescent, and furious.
She possessed a breathtaking beauty.
Not in a gentle sense.
But in a way that promised utter devastation.
Her attire, a fusion of dark crimson and black fabric, clung to her figure like sculpted ceremonial armor. The material hugged her waist and hips snugly, while the bodice dipped just enough to hint at the soft curve of her cleavage without suggesting fragility. This was not an outfit designed for seduction.
The fabric around her thighs billowed with the wind, revealing fleeting glimpses of pale skin beneath.
She appeared as destruction personified, cloaked in elegance.
Her crimson eyes narrowed.
A presence was detected.
Within the mansion.
Familiar.
And intensely infuriating.
Her lips twisted into a sneer of irritation.
In a hushed tone, she uttered,
"That incompetent girl Kaelith… what in the blazes is she doing here?"
Her aura pulsed subtly.
"Did she actually follow me?"
Her expression grew grim.
"That’s it. I can’t be bothered anymore."
The air around her began to vibrate intensely.
"Today, I will eliminate her and absorb her existence."
Her voice took on a colder edge.
"I no longer care about what Belial demands."
Her eyes intensified their burning glow.
"She has crossed a critical threshold this time. To secretly meet with my most formidable adversary."
Her jaw clenched tightly.
"She ought to have remained confined within her meager castle."
"Imprisoned like a bird in a cage."
Slowly, she raised a single digit.
And with a flick.
Boom.
A colossal barrier expanded outward from her location.
It surged forth instantly, engulfing the mansion and stretching far beyond the town's boundaries. A dome of crimson sealed the sky, asserting her dominion over space itself.
A profound silence descended.
Then—
A voice resonated.
Calm.
Undeterred.
"Astral Domain."
Victoria's eyes widened infinitesimally.
"What?"
Reality warped and twisted.
The sky fractured like brittle glass.
Her barrier dissolved into shimmering particles.
The surrounding world peeled away in layers.
Darkness consumed all.
Then—
Stars ignited.
She found herself standing on solid ground.
Cold.
And gray.
She glanced down.
A moon.
She was standing upon the surface of a vast celestial body.
Endless space stretched out around her.
Galaxies swirled in the far distance.
Nebulas pulsed with vibrant hues.
Comets streaked across the void.
Countless planets orbited slowly around an unseen gravitational nexus.
The spectacle was awe-inspiring.
It was utterly silent.
It was infinite.
This domain seemed to hold both creation and destruction within its very fabric. Entire constellations coalesced and disintegrated in the distance. Stars flared into brilliant life before imploding into nothingness.
A smile began to form on Victoria’s lips.
"What a charming little trick."
Space rippled before her.
Particles of darkness and violet light congregated.
A figure began to materialize.
First, the silhouette took shape.
Then, the body became clear.
Alex materialized before her.
Tall.
Flawlessly proportioned.
His physique was lean yet powerful, sculpted as if a model carved from pure shadow.
Black hair cascaded slightly over his forehead.
A skeletal mask concealed his face, the white bone starkly contrasting against the cosmic panorama. Within the hollow eye sockets, a faint purple light flickered.
His attire was entirely black—a long, fitted coat that flowed behind him like wisps of smoke, sharp-shouldered, dark gloves, and boots polished to an obsidian sheen. Subtle violet lines traced across the fabric, glowing faintly with inherent energy.
In his hand—
A sword.
Long.
Sleek.
Enveloped in dense purple energy that writhed like a living entity.
The blade hummed intensely, the very space distorting around its edge.
He rested it casually upon his shoulder.
"Apologies," he stated calmly, his voice echoing through the void.
"I can only entertain you with such rudimentary tricks."
Victoria observed him with slow deliberation.
Her gaze traveled from his mask… to his stance… to the weapon cradled in his hand.
The instant her eyes fixed upon the sword—
Her mood soured even more profoundly than before.
All amusement vanished.
Her expression darkened instantly.
That peculiar purple energy.
She recognized it.
Her voice dropped in pitch.
"So, after all those pronouncements of freedom…"
Her eyes blazed.
"She ultimately submitted herself."
A subtle tremor passed through the sword.
The purple energy flared violently, as if incensed by her words.
"She truly was a pathetic failure."
Alex tilted his head slightly, tightening his grip on the sword.
"Remain calm."
He readjusted the blade on his shoulder.
"You shall have your retribution."
Victoria's eyes snapped back to him.
A menacing smile spread across her lips.
"So, you are Lucifer, are you?"
Her aura pulsed with dark intensity.
"You are nothing remarkable, after all."
She gestured lightly towards the vast expanse surrounding them.
"Your paltry tricks are insufficient."
Her expression grew severe.
"First Law."
Her declaration resonated across the cosmos.
"World of Decay."
Instantly—
The celestial bodies lost their luminescence.
The nebulae began to wither and fade.
Entire planets started to fracture and crack.
A second dominion materialized from her being.
It expanded with great force, colliding directly with Alex’s Astral Domain.
Reality itself seemed to cry out in protest.
The fabric of space tore apart, resembling shattered glass.
Galaxies were pulverized into fine dust.
Moons crumbled into nothingness.
The heavens distorted wildly as the two domains vied for absolute control.
Alex’s gaze sharpened infinitesimally.
For the very first time—
A flicker of surprise crossed his features.
His Astral Domain began to show signs of fracturing under the immense pressure.
Whole star systems imploded, vanishing into oblivion.
’Intriguing...’
It was unprecedented; this was the first time another's domain had begun to overpower his own.
However, Victoria perceived something else entirely.
The more destruction she wrought—
The more it seemed to regenerate and rebuild.
Stars reformed themselves.
Moons were reconstructed.
Space slowly but surely mended.
Her eyes narrowed with renewed resolve.
She unleashed an even greater surge of cursed energy outwards.
The void itself trembled violently under the onslaught.
Her power of Decay now consumed faster than any creation could repair it.
Finally—
Crack.
Alex’s Astral Domain shattered completely, its integrity broken.
Everything imploded into chaos.
An oppressive silence descended.
Then—
A new world began to materialize.
Decaying.
Crumbling.
Under an endless, desolate gray sky.
They were now engulfed within her World of Decay.
Distant structures eroded into dust before solidifying.
Majestic mountains slowly collapsed, transforming into fine sand.
The very ground beneath their feet flaked away, layer by layer.
The air itself felt ancient and stale.
Suffocating.
Time flowed unnaturally within this realm — everything was accelerated towards inevitable ruin.
Alex drew in a shallow breath.
He could feel it.
His life force.
Slowly, imperceptibly draining away.
Subtly.
Continuously.
Like an unseen parasite latching onto his very existence.
The corners of his lips curved upwards slightly beneath his mask.
’Remarkable.’
’It has been an age since I experienced such a potent thrill.’
His heart rate quickened.
A surge of exhilaration coursed through him.
Victoria observed him with cold indifference.
"Now..."
Her form became a blur.
"You shall perish."
She vanished from sight in the very next instant.