The Author is an Extra, The MC is a Reincarnator

The Academy had no name; it was only called Academy due to my laziness to give it a name. It was located in California, United States. The students also came from a lot of different countries because this Academy was famous for its education and its headmaster. Most students here were those who wanted to become Awakeners.

I did explain all the buildings of the Academy. There was one main building where the students took a class. The students were divided into three years, and the system was like a regular high school from Earth.

There was a big beautiful garden in front of the main building, a hall for an event and a dorm on the west side of the Academy. The dorm had five floors because almost all students lived in the dorm due to various reasons. It now became the home for 1500 students ranging between 17 to 19 years old.

Vincent Dihart was an extra; he was also an orphan. Because he had some presence in the novel, I mentioned that he lived in the dorm. He was a womanizer and brought a girl into his room every night.

But, in this world, Vincent was a delinquent, not a womanizer.

Surprisingly, for Vincent, my room was tidy. It was located at the end of the hallway on the third floor.

The furniture in my room was simple. A bed, a study desk and chair, and a closet. There was a laptop on the desk, which the Academy gave to their students for studying. We didn’t use books at this age because there was something godly called the Internet.

There was also an air conditioner, which was a lifesaver considering that I couldn’t stand the heat.

Entering my room, I jumped onto the bed, staring at the white ceiling.

“So, how did I get here?”

There were a lot of questions. But, I had a few hypotheses.

“Did I die and get transmigrated as Vincent? Or was there a higher being who hated a depressed MC and decided to transfer me to this world to see a happy Zaiden?”_-.

The first option was plausible because I worked myself to death before opening my eyes as Vincent.

The second option was also possible, but I didn’t think that was the case.

Because if they were a higher being, they must’ve seen the ending that I wrote. There was a reason why Zaiden went through all his suffering.

So, I could scratch that from my list.

“Let’s say that I had died and transmigrated as Vincent. That much is okay but… why did Zaiden’s personality change 180 degrees?”

There were also two possibilities for that. But, before I could answer that, I should look at it a bit deeper.

For now, my priority was to get stronger while not being noticed as an Awakener.

There were a lot of hidden pieces in this Academy, so I wanted to get it before I announced myself as an Awakener.

Not only that, because I had awakened a month ahead of the main character and a few months ahead of the heroines, I should be able to surpass their strength in the future if he didn’t have the plot armor.

Although I did write Vincent to appear as the unknown master sharpshooter in the last volume to stop Zaiden, he didn’t have much screen time.

As the protagonist was too strong in the last volume, Vincent’s role was to be that guy who was killed as soon as he appeared and told the protagonist about his backstory.

In other words, he was an Extra that died after he told the angry Zaiden his boring backstory as an Extra.

For now, I was confident that he had no plot armor. As proof, the heroines were still alive even though they were close to Zaiden. If plot armor existed, then those heroines would die when they got close to Zaiden.

There were three ways for an Awakener to get stronger in this world.

First was the most common but slowest way to get stronger. That was by training.

It was boring, and you could only get stronger a little.

The second way was to hunt monsters. Awakener would absorb the Mana from the Dead monsters. If they had a party with other people, the Mana would be divided equally, and all would get the same amount of Mana.

Those Mana would enhance the Awakaner’s body, making them stronger than before. This method was known as the fastest way to get stronger right now.

The third was Mana Breathing. It absorbed Mana from the environment by doing a specific routine. This method was not found yet right now.

The place that introduced this method would appear three years from now, so no one was supposed to know about this method right now.

Well, no one except me.

As the novel’s Author himself, I knew the best Mana Breathing method that suited Vincent’s body. I wrote this in the last volume of the novel that had yet to be released.

A grin plastered on my face as I raised my body, sitting in a crossed legs position with my hands rested on top of my thighs.

“Now then, let’s do it.” I closed my eyes and began to breathe while following a certain rhythm.

Breathe in, breathe out—long, long, short.

That was the rhythm that I followed while trying to feel the Mana inside my body.

Unexpectedly, I could feel the Mana in my body with no problem. Maybe it was because I was in Vincent’s body, but I was able to move it while following a specific path to match my breathing.

It started at my heart, the center of my Mana, then went to my stomach and continued to my brain before I spread it to my entire body.

“Grr-” I let out a pained grunt as I moved my Mana.

Directly moving my Mana to my entire body hurts more than I thought. Mainly because I used this unique Mana Breathing method called Heavenly Breathing.

It fit Vincent’s body the best, and I could feel Mana from the atmosphere being absorbed into my body. My lips grinned even wider when I felt my body was changing little by little.

When someone who just awakened used the Mana Breathing method that suited their body, their strength would increase exponentially, and their body would be reformed to suit their Talents.

It was after 5 minutes after I moved the Mana inside my body, it came to me. The reformation of my body.

Crack- Thud- Creak-

I could hear it, the sound of my bones being reformed. I was attacked by unbearable pain, and I screamed loudly.

“Urghhh Gaaaaa!!!”

Fortunately, no one was in the dorm except for the Dorm Manager on the first floor.

My room also had soundproof installed, so no one could hear my screams.

It started from my shoulders to my arms.

“It fucking hurts!”

The reform started from my upper body. After a few minutes, my upper body had been reformed. My arms were being reformed next, and my legs were reformed.

Creak– Crack– Crackle–

The reformation was still ongoing, but I managed to handle the pain to some extent.

“Fuck!”

Usually, it would last for 5 minutes. I should be able to handle it.

The pain that I felt became worse at the last minute. I clenched my teeth harder to avoid biting my tongue. At this rate I felt like I would die from the pain.

‘Why did I write this bullshit in my novel! It fucking hurts!’

Then 5 minutes had passed, and the reformation was done.

The pain that occurred all over my body was gone. My shirt was wet from the sweat that dripped from my body.

However, I now felt refreshed, and then I opened my eyes before letting out a satisfied sigh.

“Sigh- It’s done. That was hell.”

There was a quote said by someone. ‘What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.’

I didn’t die from the unbearable pain, and I got stronger as a result. I thought that what I did earlier was proof of that quote?

“I guess that’s true. Because…I now feel stronger than before. If only I knew I would be transmigrated to this novel, I wouldn’t write the bullshit things about being in pain when your body was reformed.” I muttered to myself followed with a dry laugh.