I Was Transmigrated As An Extraordinary Extra-Chapter 294

June 3rd, 2028

Guilds like Royal Dominion, Supreme Syndicate, Legacy of the Dawn, and Gilded Sword managed to obtain scrolls and began holding closed-door meetings almost simultaneously.

Across Aeonia and beyond, conference rooms were sealed, barriers were erected, and nondisclosure oaths were enforced. Every major power understood one thing clearly: whoever controlled the Gateway of Vision would shape the next era.

Meanwhile, the Sovereign Legion was also in a meeting.

The topic, unsurprisingly, was the newly discovered portal.

But compared to other guilds, they were in a far better position.

"We have a total of ten scrolls."

Even among top-tier guilds, having more than five was already considered extraordinary.

The purpose of today’s meeting was obviously to decide who would use the scrolls. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The purpose of today’s meeting was obvious: to decide who would use the scrolls. Yet, despite the significance of the moment, silence followed.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten.

No one spoke.

The Gateway of Vision was unlike any dungeon, tower, or portal mankind had encountered before. It appeared without warning, ignored conventional spatial logic, and rejected all known methods of entry. Only scrolls worked—and even then, no one knew why.

"I’ll go."

The words cut cleanly through the room.

For a split second, no one reacted—then chaos erupted.

"N–No!"

"If something happens to the team leader—!"

"There’s no way President Annabelle will agree to this!"

"We can’t let him go. He’s our ace...!"

Chairs scraped violently against the floor as people stood up at once, voices overlapping in panic.

At the center of it all, Cypher remained sitting calmly. "I’ll be going," he said again, his tone leaving no room for debate.

His eyes shifted to Annabelle, who looked genuinely rattled—something rare for the president of the Sovereign Legion.

"Cypher..." she said, rubbing her temple. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes." He nodded once, decisively.

Annabelle clenched her fist. She didn’t want him to go. Not into something this unknown. But she knew Cypher better than anyone in that room.

If she rejected him outright, he would still find another way.

"...Fine," she said at last, exhaling sharply. "You’ll be going."

The room fell into stunned silence.

Before anyone could process that decision, another voice spoke up.

"Since there are nine more scrolls," Christian said calmly, pushing his chair back, "I should go too."

That silence shattered instantly.

A collective groan rippled through the chamber.

"You too?!"

"Are you trying to give us heart attacks?!"

"If both of you leave, what happens to the guild?!"

Cypher and Christian—team leader and vice team leader.

The twin pillars of Sovereign Legion.

Losing even one of them, even temporarily, would destabilize the entire organization. Losing both was a nightmare scenario.

Yet... the other side of the argument was just as heavy.

If the two of them succeeded.

If they returned successfully over the Gateway of Vision, Sovereign Legion would surge far ahead of every other guild.

The executives exchanged conflicted looks.

Send only one? Safe.

Send both? Dangerous.

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July 1st, 2028

The scheduled date for the first opening of the Gateway of Vision had finally arrived.

I waited inside the hideout, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the space in front of us as if willing the portal to appear.

"So when will it open?" Thorne asked, rocking back on his heels.

"Any moment now," I replied.

Some of the members had already expressed their interest in joining the expedition, while a few—Gula, Magellan, and Kiel—had opted out, either due to lack of interest.

"I’m getting bored," Dagur complained, stretching dramatically.

"Can you not?" Akali snapped, glaring at him. "You’ve been whining for the past thirty minutes already!"

Dagur opened his mouth to argue, but Seth cut in instead.

"Setting aside all your frighteningly accurate guesses," he said, turning his gaze on me, "Do you actually know what happens once we’re inside the Gateway of Vision?"

I shook my head, smiling faintly. "No." Which was a lie—I already knew more than they suspected, but keeping it to myself would make the experience more... entertaining.

Seth stared at me for a few seconds, then clapped his hands together. "Alright! Just like we agreed, Ghost will be my partner, Akali and Dagur will team up—"

"Since when did we agree on this setup?" Akali and Dagur said in unison, veins popping.

"Were you not listening?" Seth said, blinking innocently, though he had no intention of letting them escape. He simply wanted to stir up a little chaos before the real challenge began.

"No way in hell," Akali muttered, arms crossed.

"I’d rather sleep with the monsters," Dagur said with an exaggerated shudder, clearly trying to sound fearless.

Their bickering was escalating toward an all-out confrontation when four calm words cut through the tension.

"Be quiet and wait."

Four words.

Kairos’s voice was enough. The room immediately hushed, the members straightening up as if they were children caught misbehaving.

Then, one by one, the scrolls in our hands began to glow—brighter than ever before. Symbols etched into their surfaces shimmered and shifted, the mana-enforced tiles beneath us hummed, resonating with the power gathering in the room.

I took a deep breath and commanded, "Everyone, drop it to the ground now."

Everyone let go of their scrolls.

As they touched the floor, the light from each scroll erupted outward, folding inward until eight distinct portals formed simultaneously on the ground. Each portal swirled with its own unique hue.

"Woah... so we just fall in?" Dagur’s eyes gleamed, a mixture of excitement and adrenaline flooding his features.

"Yep," I said simply.

He clicked his tongue. "Another day, another adventu—"

"Too much talk," Akali’s voice cut him off before she pushed him towards the portal with a grin.

He barely had a chance to scream before the green light swallowed him, and the portal dissolved behind him. Silence fell over the room, except for the low hum that still lingered in the air.

"Wish us luck, everyone!" Akali’s cheerful voice rang out again just before she let herself fall into the void of her portal.

One by one, the rest followed with their own dramatic entrance until it was only me and Kairos left.

I turned to him and smiled, lifting my hand in a casual two-finger salute, as if I were heading out for a short errand rather than diving into something that could very well kill me.

He looked at me for a long second. His expression was unreadable, but his aura—calm, heavy, absolute—pressed down on the space between us.

He muttered something under his breath.

"What?" I asked instinctively, leaning forward just a little.

But before he would repeat himself, the portal began to shrink. The light folded inward like a collapsing star, its edges snapping shut with a sharp, echoing crack.

The next instant, the ground vanished beneath my feet.

I was falling.

The world dissolved into absolute darkness, a black void so complete it swallowed sound, light, and even the sense of direction. I couldn’t tell if I was falling forward, downward, or sideways. There was no wind, no resistance—just endless descent.

I landed hard—straight on my butt.

"Ugh—damn it," I groaned, rubbing my lower back as I pushed myself upright. There was no pain beyond the initial shock, but the embarrassment lingered. If anyone saw that landing, I’d never hear the end of it.

I stood and slowly looked around.

Nothing.

I was suspended in a pitch-black space, the kind of darkness so absolute it felt thick, almost tangible. There was no ground beneath my feet that I could properly see, yet I could stand. No walls. No ceiling. No sense of distance. It was as if the concept of space itself hadn’t been fully decided yet.

Then—

A blinding white light suddenly shone directly onto my face.

"—!"

I instinctively raised an arm to shield my eyes, squinting as my vision burned. For a brief moment, all I could see was white—pure, overwhelming white—before my eyes finally began to adjust.

As the glare faded, a massive screen materialized in front of me.

No, materialized wasn’t quite the right word. It was as if the screen had always been there, and I was only now being allowed to perceive it. It stretched endlessly upward and sideways, floating silently in the void.

Text began to appear, letter by letter, glowing softly.

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Welcome Player!

Before you start, please state your desired ’alias’

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"...So it’s really starting," I muttered under my breath.

I crossed my arms and stared at the screen, thinking.

I just needed something... forgettable.

After a short pause, I nodded to myself.

"I guess I’ll go with this," I said calmly. "My alias will be Extra."

The word felt oddly fitting. Someone unnecessary. Someone in the background. Someone people wouldn’t look at twice.

[Wow... that sounds so simple] the system commented inside my head, its tone dripping with thinly veiled judgment.

After thinking for a moment...

"I guess I’ll go with this," I said. "My alias will be Extra."

[Wow... That sounds so simple] the system said in my mind.

’Shut it,’ I shot back instantly.

There was a brief silence, as if the system itself was offended.

Then the screen flickered.

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Player Extra

Your alias will now be in the Gateway of Vision’s Community Display Board

Initializing player grounds rules and guidelines....

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