The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: The Gathering of Legends with an extra

The gates of Zenith Academy loomed high, shimmering with intricate runes and the legacy of centuries.

As the sun cast golden rays over the academy grounds, a tide of candidates flooded in through the colossal entrance.

Hundreds, no, thousands of aspiring elites had gathered here from every corner of the world for one goal—the Zenith Academy Entrance Examination.

A loud voice echoed across the open field from hovering speakers attached to flying golems.

"All candidates, please proceed to registration and head to the Main Auditorium. You will receive further instructions there."

All the candidates after registering were instructed by the staff to head towards the grand auditorium.

Amidst the crowd was a certain silver-haired boy, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

Alex Dragonheart stared in awe at the sprawling architecture of the Zenith Academy. The floating towers, the gravity-defying waterfalls, and the sheer magic density in the air—it was breathtaking.

"I mean... I've seen this place in the game," he thought, eyes practically sparkling. "But this... this is the greatest thing a gamer could ever ask for. Damn, I could die happy just staring at this marble."

He turned left.

Then right.

Then straight.

Then backward.

He had successfully managed to walk in a complete circle. Twice.

"Wait… wasn't I just here ten minutes ago?" Alex squinted at a statue of a flaming lion devouring a magic orb. "Yeah, I definitely admired how badass you looked earlier. I'm lost, aren't I?"𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

So mesmerized was he by the giant dragon statue spitting water that he turned left.

"Huh… Did the map change in a patch update or something?"

He scratched his head and wandered off, completely lost and mumbling to himself like an NPC with a broken questline.

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Meanwhile, in the grand auditorium, the atmosphere was electric with anticipation. The immense hall, capable of holding tens of thousands, slowly filled with candidates. Just then, the large doors creaked open again.

A new arrival.

From the Noble House of Crestvale, Alden von Crestvale walked in with calculated grace. His black-white hair fluttered(despite no wind there again). A confident smirk rested on his face, as if he already owned the place.

Alden von Crestvale, heir of the noble Crestvale House, strode in with elegant steps and the smug grace of someone who knew everyone was watching—and loved it.

"That's Alden! From the Human Domain!" someone whispered.

"He won the Grand Swordmaster Cup three years in a row!"

"He's rumored to be a prodigy among prodigies!"

Alden smirked as if he could hear it all and was already bored by the praise. He took his seat in the front row, crossing one leg over the other with princely arrogance.He looked like the final boss of a noble tea party.

Whispers erupted among the candidates.

"He's the future Sword Saint for sure."

Alden took a seat in the front row, arms crossed, head slightly tilted as if unimpressed with everyone else.

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Not long after, the temperature in the room dipped.

From the Marquis House of Starlight, Seraphina Starlight entered.

She walked with the elegance of falling snow, her icy-blue hair cascading like frozen silk. Her gaze was calm, yet powerful, and her presence made many hearts skip a beat.

Men gawked.

Women gawked harder.

Boys froze mid-sentence. One guy accidentally walked into a pillar.

Her attire shimmered with enchanted frost, subtly releasing cold air. She sat down gracefully, the chair beneath her developing a light frost pattern.

"She's so beautiful it hurts to blink."

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The doors burst open dramatically as shadows stretched across the hall.

From the Bloodmoon Empire, she entered.

Lilith Noctis Bloodrose, the Vampire Princess.

Dressed in regal black and crimson, her crimson eyes glowed under the chandelier light. Her presence was suffocating, like royalty that demanded both awe and fear.

Behind her were cloaked vampire retainers, each with a predatory aura.

Lilith Noctis Bloodrose, that name held weight to everyone who knew her.

She entered with a dozen crimson-robed followers, her ruby eyes glowing faintly. Her aura pulsed with power, and her mere presence made the temperature drop and rise simultaneously.

Her long black hair shimmered with red streaks, and her smile—dangerous, intoxicating—made people forget how to breathe.

She was the master of Blood Magic, and with one glance, she made people feel it in their veins.

Gasps echoed.

"She looks like she drinks mana for breakfast."

"Rumours has it that she can drain you with a kiss."

Someone added dramatically "yeah yeah ... she can drain you with a glare."

The guy fainted when she glanced in his direction.

Lilith licked her lips and gracefully sat, her followers forming a protective circle around her.

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The atmosphere shifted once again.

From the Everfrost Empire, a shimmering light of nature and mystique filled the hall as the Fairy royalty entered.

Aurelia Sylven Everglade, the Fairy Princess, floated in with crystalline wings, glittering like dew-kissed petals.

Beside her was her twin brother, Prince Thalor Sylven Everglade, whose presence was more grounded, yet equally majestic.

They moved with a flow that seemed like they were dancing with the wind. Their followers trailed behind like a trail of stardust.

Gasps.

"Fairies?! Here?!"

"They're known to never leave their empire unless it's something monumental!"

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And then came an ethereal silence.

From the Verdant Dominion, the Elven Princess made her entrance.

Elaria Moonshade Lareth'Thalas.

Every step she took was poetry. With long blond hair braided in Elven tradition and emerald eyes sharper than daggers, she radiated disdain for everything around her. Her elven entourage looked upon everyone like they were cockroaches.

A guy whispered, "She's so hot… I think she insulted my bloodline just by breathing near me."

Many fainted. A few tried to act cool and failed miserably.

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Heavy footsteps echoed.

From the Dwarven Kingdom of Titania, the Dwarven Prince stomped in.

Draven storm Everforge.

He was taller than average dwarves due to his mother who was human , and wore a mechanical exosuit on one arm.

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