Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy - Chapter 261 :Meeting Of Professor Council

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go.In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair.When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire.But Maximilian never let her go.Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape.Because of him, she lost everything.Her name.Her achievements.And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children.She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped.Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life.She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer.She is wrong.Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts.And just as she stands on the edge of ruin…he appears again.Not as her enemy.Not as a king.But as her savior.“Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.”Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already.But fate has other plans.A curse.A bond.A shackle she cannot break.The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised.Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question:Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes?And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety…Two men.Two pasts.One woman who remembers everything.In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy…or the truth she was never meant to uncover?A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances.#A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love.#Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances.#Slowburn romance.Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones.Hope you'll join me in this journey.

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings.One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant.But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together.In the world of the comic:Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. “Husband...” He pouted, “Why don't you kiss me today?”Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. “Please don't come close to me...” He said tersely.Meanwhile, in another world:Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. “Darling, are you mad at me?” Alaric asked affectionately. “It's okay, you're still cute.” He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. “But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them.”Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. “Father, Daddy!” they exclaimed.Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. “Whose children do you say they are....?”

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust.One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white.It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess.Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother.While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part.Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap.A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months.Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability.******White robes. Cold arroganceA sinful revenge.White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan.And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes.