The Extra's Academy Survival Guide Light Novel Novels & Stories

Impossible. “She survived” “No!” another voice muttered. “No one survives it.” the creature shifted behind me, towering and twisted but it still didn’t attack. Its hollow eyes remained fixed on me with something dangerously close to recognition. Like it had found something it lost a very long time ago. Then one of the elders stepped forward. Slowly and carefully. His hands trembled around the lantern he carried. I recognized him suddenly through fractured childhood memories. The man who used to avoid looking directly at me when I was little. The man my mother hated.

He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity. “Miss Vale?” I looked at him. “I’m Adrian Bellini. My family funds part of Professor Shaw’s closed project. She asked me to make sure you got back safely.” I remembered Professor Shaw mentioning the Bellini family once during a project meeting, but I had never met him before. “Hello, Mr. Bellini,” I said. Behind me, Dante did not follow. This time, I did not look back. The car door opened. Beyond the city, the institute waited: the lab, the project, the life I had once thought I would never live long enough to claim.

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That’s why we have our own mansion inside the academy. I carefully examine each book I pick up. But I already know the content of most of them. I know that they’re hiding something from us. That’s why I’ll be the one to make a move to know the truth. “It seems like there’s no book here about a human with extraordinary abilities or anything we can connect to,” Kira muttered while leaning his back against the wall and reading a book. Meanwhile, I freely roam around the entire library. There are no guards here now because Miley took care of them earlier.

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

I heard Clara's voice behind me as I opened my locker to pick up my book. She skipped towards me, her arms opened wide like she hadn't seen me in a long time, with Ruby behind her, a broad smile on each of their faces. “Hi,” I murmured, turning to my locker. I picked all the books in it, my hand hovering over a particular one I hadn't seen before. “Astrae Lykaon Academy official student handbook and a werewolf student's guide to not dying, fainting, or getting claimed by accident,” Clara read out, peering into my locker.

Zephyr pulled out his phone, using its light to navigate, leading me deeper into the tunnels. "What is this place?" "Old bunkers from the war. The academy was built on a military installation. These tunnels run for miles." He paused at an intersection, choosing the left path without hesitation. "Very few know they exist." "How do you?" "Because I make it my business to know every secret this place holds. Or I thought I did." He glanced back at me. "You're the one secret I didn't see coming." We descended deeper, the air growing colder, older. Finally, he stopped in a circular chamber with multiple exits. Strange symbols covered the walls—similar to the ones in the book he'd given me.

Mist clung to the broad woodland surrounding it, thick enough to cover anythingwolves, shadows, maybe even bodies. My pulse was hammered. “This looks like a haunted castle, not a school.” The tall man’s mouth twisted in a humorless smile. “That’s because this place doesn’t teach the living. It trains survivors.” My throat is dry. I murmured, “And if I don’t survive?” The younger agent with the disconcerting blue eyes leaned closer, too close. His breath ghosted over my ear. “Then you’ll be food.” I flinched, but the woman silenced him with a harsh glare before opening the car door. “Rory Hale. Welcome to Obsidian Academy.”

The ten thousand survivors started to scream as their hands began to flicker and turn transparent. We hadn't just won a war. We had accidentally deleted the world.

The light was pulsing toward the highest spire of the Needle City—a place where a single, golden light was burning in a window. "We aren't the only ones who survived the 'Real'," Rhys said. "Someone is waiting for us in that tower." "And they have a heater," Jax muttered, rubbing his frozen arms. "Then we start walking," Elara said, standing up. She looked at Kael, who was being helped up by Zane. "We’ve survived the Ring, the Council, and the Architects’ code. We can survive a walk in the dark." The Feral Six have begun their "Long Walk" through the True Real. They are learning the brutal laws of thermodynamics and the cost of their own power. But a mysterious signal from Julian is leading