A person's perspective defines the value of their existence.
In one universe, this world was nothing more than ink and paper—a novel meant to entertain. Heroes were praised, villains were defeated, and sacrifices were forgotten the moment the page was turned.
In that story, the future was already decided.
A catastrophe would descend upon the world, threatening every race across the planets. But there was no real fear. The protagonist would rise, overcome despair, and save everything in the end.
The author made sure of it.
There were side characters who died.There were clans that fell.There were nameless lives erased between chapters.
And then there were mob characters.
They existed only to fill space.To make the world feel real.
No growth.No relevance.No future.
That was the role assigned to an Extra.