[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist":3,"chapter-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-172":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550182,2013,"Chapter 172 : An anticipated obsession","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-172",172,"\u003Cp>On the northern border of the Moonshade Empire, where the Elven Empire’s territory ended, the land turned wild and treacherous as the abyssal territory began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far from prying eyes, deep in the mountains just beyond the elven borders, stood a sprawling complex—massive stone and metal buildings linked by bridges of black steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around it shimmered faintly, humming with layered magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For two full kilometers in every direction, nothing living stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason became clear when a curious hawk strayed too close—its body convulsed mid-flight, flesh sizzling away in a blaze of invisible power as it dropped to the ground in a smoldering heap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protection arrays here didn’t simply repel intruders—they annihilated them instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside one of the largest buildings, a dimly lit laboratory stretched out like a cathedral to obsession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air reeked of alchemical smoke and formaldehyde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows upon rows of cylindrical glass vats lined the walls, each one filled with a viscous, greenish liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspended within were human-shaped figures—some perfectly still, others twitching in unnatural spasms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man, well into his sixties, moved between them. His frame was wiry, his face a tapestry of deep lines, his long silver hair tied back loosely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes—cold, sharp, and tinged with madness—were fixed on the creature before him. It was not truly human, nor truly beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its flesh was a patchwork of scars and grafts, its veins pulsing with a faint abyssal glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Kellian adjusted a series of runes on a control panel, watching as the marionette twitched violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runes flared—and then, with a sharp hiss, the creature’s head lolled forward, its life extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian’s hand clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, no, no—this isn’t right either!\" His voice rose, sharp with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kicked the base of the control unit, the echo ringing across the lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how much ancient abyssal beast blood I try to integrate... I can’t create a being that surpasses the Monarch rank!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing slowed, the rage draining into cold resignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Looks like I’ll have to rely on the hero’s blood after all,’ he thought darkly. ’And even then... there’s still no guarantee I’ll succeed.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp chime cut through the lab’s heavy air. He pulled a small, rune-engraved communicator from his coat and answered it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well? Did everything go well? Were we able to capture the hero?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice on the other end was trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-No, Dr. Kellian... the mission was a huge failure. The hero escaped. Aaron was captured... and the Wraith twins are nowhere to be found.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian’s face darkened, a vein bulging at his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you saying? Even after all that preparation—and a rare chance to get the hero outside the academy, alone—they still failed?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-Yes, sir,\" the voice stammered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a snarl, Kellian cut the call, slamming the device onto a workbench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Useless, scar-faced musclehead! I knew he’d mess up! Not even a shred of intelligence in that thick skull of his—and he wanted a seat at the table!\" His voice dripped venom. \"And his useless disciples... nowhere to be found either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still muttering when the teleportation circle at the center of the lab flared to life, flooding the room with pale light. Kellian’s eyes narrowed—then widened in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very people he’d just cursed—Veyron and Veyra—materialized before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather... what was left of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyra’s body was a ruin. All four of her limbs were gone, her flesh mangled and torn, her remaining torso barely held together by shreds of abyssal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron wasn’t much better, his body slashed and bloodied, wounds both deep and fresh covering him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’These two... made a contract with an Outer God. What in the abyss happened to reduce them to this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could ask, Veyron stumbled forward, cradling his sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doctor... please! Help Veyra—sh-she’s not in a good state!\" His voice cracked, tears streaming down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put her on the ground,\" Kellian ordered, kneeling as Veyron obeyed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s hands were steady as he checked her pulse—what was left of it—his eyes assessing the damage with clinical detachment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he straightened, meeting Veyron’s desperate gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s gone. There’s no hope for her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words shattered Veyron. His knees hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It can’t be... it can’t be... IT CAN’T BE!\" His voice broke into an ugly sob. \"Doctor, please—do something, anything! I’ll do whatever you say, just... please bring her back!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian felt nothing. He knew these two well—their cruelty matched their master’s. They had inflicted horrors far worse than this on others without a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, he thought coldly, their good days were over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The higher-ups wouldn’t kill Veyron... but they wouldn’t make his life easy again either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If he’s going to be screwed anyway... I might as well get something out of it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe,\" Kellian said slowly, \"I can do something. But... what do I get in return?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron’s eyes lit with desperate hope. He didn’t hesitate—he removed both his and his sister’s storage rings and placed them in Kellian’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s lips curled into a thin smile of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry. Go meet the boss first. I’ll... do something about your sister. And be careful—the other avatars aren’t going to leave you alone after this disaster.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron nodded weakly and pushed himself to his feet. But as he turned to leave, Kellian’s curiosity pricked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on,\" the doctor said. \"At least tell me what happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron froze. A shadow passed over his face as memories clawed their way to the surface—memories he wanted buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One face in particular seared itself into his mind, and with it came a wave of rage mixed with something he didn’t want to admit was fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We made a... massive miscalculation,\" he said slowly. \"We managed to subdue Ethan—it took effort, but we did it. And then...\" He swallowed, his voice trembling. \"There was someone else. A devil in human skin. Nothing in this world can compare to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dread in his tone was palpable, sending a chill through Kellian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Who the hell is he talking about? According to the report... they did kidnap the kids, and there was no one with them they couldn’t handle.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian’s fingers drummed against the storage rings in his palm. Something told him this story was far from over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron’s breathing was still ragged, his body trembling from exhaustion and rage, but his voice carried a sharp edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to inform the leader immediately. No matter what we do, we won’t be able to accomplish our objective if that guy is given even a little more time to grow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m going to make him pay for what he did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began striding quickly toward the automatic door, his pace fueled by fury and urgency. But just as he was about to step through, Kellian’s voice cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on. At least tell me who it was.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron froze, his back stiff. After a pause, he glanced over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I’m correct... his name was Al—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the name never left his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room exploded in blinding white light. A slash—razor-sharp, impossibly fast—ripped through the air, cutting through space and time like it owned them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It came from nowhere, carrying a killing intent so absolute that even the air seemed to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Veyron’s head was severed from his shoulders. His torso collapsed to the side, the wound scorched and blackened as if burned from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head rolled across the floor, bouncing once... twice... before coming to a stop at Kellian’s feet, its eyes still frozen wide in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long moment, Kellian couldn’t comprehend what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was blank, his breath caught in his throat. Then, realization hit like a sledgehammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat beaded along his scalp, trickling down the back of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest rose and fell in short, sharp bursts, and he stumbled backward until his legs gave out. He hit the floor with a thud, eyes darting around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’H-How... how could it be...? This is the most protected place in our entire hideout!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze scanned the corners, the shadows, the ceiling—anywhere an assassin might hide—but there was nothing. No presence. No movement. Nothing except the faint hum of the lab’s equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door burst open and several assistants rushed inside, their eyes widening as they took in the grisly sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doctor, what happened?!\" one yelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps and murmurs rippled through the group as they spotted Veyron’s severed head. Some even recoiled in panic, one shouting, \"T-That’s impossible! No one could get in here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian’s composure returned slowly. He forced his voice steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take his corpse away. And send the CCTV footage to our leader—explain exactly what happened. Tell him I’ll meet him in an hour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistants exchanged uneasy glances but nodded. They moved quickly, removing the remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave Veyra’s corpse,\" Kellian added. \"She could still be of some use.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, they finished cleaning up and departed, leaving the old man alone in the quiet lab once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kellian’s eyes shifted to Veyra’s mangled body, and something dark flickered in his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never knew how much I loved you... and yet, you insulted me. Looked down on me. Called me disgusting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips twisted into a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But now... you’ll see. I’ll turn you into my own personal marionette. You’ll serve me, and only me. Fulfill all my needs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tongue flicked over his lips in anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching for the storage rings he had taken from Veyron earlier, Kellian smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s see what you two were hiding...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he already had access from Veyron, he began rifling through their contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyron’s ring held an assortment of protection artifacts, valuable trinkets, gold, and—Kellian’s lip curled—pornographic magazines and recorded tapes of the man’s sadistic \"games\" with captured women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyra’s ring was more refined—beautiful jewelry, high-tier offensive and defensive artifacts... and a collection of elaborate S&M implements. Kellian’s imagination immediately painted a vivid, lecherous picture of using them on her, his smile widening obscenely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his hand brushed something small at the bottom of the ring’s inventory—a small wooden box. He opened it, and his breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was a vial of deep red liquid, faintly luminescent. The label was scrawled hastily: My Precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning it in his hand, he could see the thickness, the richness of the fluid. His experience left no doubt—it was blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought struck him like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Could it be... she managed to get the hero Ethan’s blood before she died?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew of her habit—collecting strange and rare things she found interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low chuckle slipped from his lips, building into a maniacal laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Veyra... even in death, you’ve done me a favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held the vial up, gazing at it like a holy relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With this, I can make a marionette with potential and power never before seen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, looking towards Veyra’s body, he said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll use it on you... you’ll be my creation... my masterpiece... and you’ll be mine, with a power and potential never seen before in history.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His laughter echoed through the lab, manic and unrestrained, as he wrapped his arms around Veyra’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Kellian didn’t know was that he was being manipulated—Veyra had already anticipated everything before dying, and her trap was already set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even she could not have foreseen what would truly come to pass...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By using that blood, Kellian himself was unknowingly about to create something that no one—not even the gods themselves—could have imagined in their wildest dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how was the Chapter? Tell me in the comments!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for the golden tickets:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Stefans1977, @Hikigaya_Hachiman_8769,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@BluuuuTea, @SleepyR26, @Kevin_Lista,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Bjarne_H, @dean_otsuka,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@DaoistOzuvZx, @Unknown_6, @could,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Treyton_Johnson\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really appreciate the support, guys. 😊\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discord link :- https:\u002F\u002Fdiscord.gg\u002FczvmuyZ6xx\u003C\u002Fp>",1983,"2026-06-06T07:14:57.154Z",1,"novelbin.me","f70b9aadf65a987514f080ee78269f7d0214eefcccce36a7977f4fb6c4b461d5","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-292","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-146",418,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-cover.jpg"]