The Extra Is Too Strong

Every single day brought the same unanswerable question, and my reality never shifted. Stripped of my independence and left half-paralyzed, my existence was reduced to enduring the pitying stares of others and waiting for a meager monthly insurance payout. People often say that hardship is only given to those strong enough to bear it, but the weight of this cruel life made death seem like a far kinder mercy. I had reached the end of my endurance, wishing only for an escape from a body that felt like a prison. Then, everything changed. When I finally opened my eyes again, the hospital walls and the suffocating despair were gone. Overnight, I had been transported into the very novel I had been reading before losing consciousness. I was no longer a broken man confined to a bed; instead, I had awakened as a mere extra within the pages of a fictional world. Thrust into an unfamiliar story where I was never meant to be the protagonist, I now face a completely new reality—one where the limits of my former life no longer apply, and my role in this narrative is entirely mine to rewrite.