I Become A Mob Character In A Novel-Chapter 154 - No. One More To Go~ (2/2)

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

But this time, I was ready.

"Star Magic: Celestial Resonance!" I invoked, my voice ringing out like a melody of defiance against the chaotic frequency of Elara's attack. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Starlight shimmered around me, forming a halo of constellations that pulsed in harmony with my heartbeat. The disruptive sound waves clashed against the celestial field, and like waves crashing against the shore, they were absorbed, nullified, and dispersed. The air around me grew still — silent, peaceful — and I took a step forward.

"Elara," I said coldly, my gaze locking with hers. "You were always the clever one… So why did you choose the wrong side?"

Her smile faltered, just a little, as the starlight intensified.

"I am the right side," she whispered, but even she didn't seem to believe it anymore.

I dashed forward, electricity crackling around me, the stars guiding my blade.

"Fourth Sun — Nova Severance!"

With a mighty swing, the energy from my sword erupted in a sweeping arc of burning white fire laced with starlight, slicing across the battlefield like a comet falling from the heavens. The wave of magic crashed into Aiden, Elara, and Marcus simultaneously — forcing them back, their bodies scorched, their magical defenses fraying at the edges.

Marcus coughed blood, barely able to stand as Raven's shadows bound his legs. Aiden's sword clattered to the floor, his flames flickering like a candle in a storm. Elara stumbled, trying to fade into the shadows again — but Seraphina was ready, the water vortex binding her movement and tearing away her focus.

This was it. The moment the System had been waiting for.

[Ding! Mandatory Mission Progress: 87% Complete]

[Fatal Blow Opportunity Detected: Marcus — Vulnerable!]

I didn't hesitate.

"Lightning Magic: Heartpiercer Lance!" I roared, forming a javelin of pure condensed lightning in my hand. With a flick of my wrist, the spear shot forward, faster than thought, faster than sound.

It struck Marcus straight in the chest.

His eyes widened in disbelief as the bolt erupted with a deafening crack, engulfing him in a pillar of blinding light. The shadows around him shrieked and dissolved. His undead army wailed and crumbled into dust. His body collapsed backward, unmoving.

[Ding! Protagonist Eliminated — Marcus]

[Rewa—]

Without giving the System time to finish, I turned toward Elara.

There was no pause. No moment to celebrate.

Because even though Marcus was down, the battle wasn't over.

"Elara!" I shouted, my voice like thunder laced with authority.

She looked dazed — her illusions slipping, eyes flickering with uncertainty. The water vortex still held her in place, and Seraphina's control was tightening like a noose.

But then Aiden let out a roar, igniting himself in flames as he charged in a final desperate burst toward Seraphina. A suicide run.

"Not today."

I vanished.

Shadow Step.

Reappeared mid-air between them.

"Destruction Magic: Ruin Pulse!"

My palm slammed into Aiden's chest, and a concussive wave of pure annihilation magic blasted outward. The flames were snuffed instantly, his momentum broken. His body flew back like a ragdoll, tumbling across the charred ground.

He didn't get up.

[Ding! Protagonist Eliminated — Aiden]

[Reward Calculation In Progress…]

Elara gasped. The last one standing. The last piece of a crumbling destiny.

She looked up at me — soaked, battered, and cornered. Her eyes weren't hateful anymore. Just… hollow.

"I didn't want this," she whispered. "I just didn't want to be forgotten."

The starlight flickered around me, sensing my hesitation.

"I remember you," I said softly. "Every word, every moment… You were never just background. You were brilliant, Elara. You were meant to shine."

She blinked, stunned — and then, for a moment, a smile curled on her lips.

A real one.

"I guess I really did choose the wrong side," she whispered.

A beat passed.

She raised her hand — not in attack, but surrender.

[Ding! Mandatory Mission: 100% Complete]

[Destiny Altered]

[Elara: Fate Shifted — Villainess joins the protagonist.]

[System Evaluating Rewards…]

[Calculations Complete!]

• Skill Acquired: Chrono Veil (Passive) — Distorts minor timeline-based detections and prophetic abilities used by Fate-bound beings.

• Random Weapon Card x1: Use to draw a random weapon with powerful passive effects or bound skills. Warning: Item bound upon use.

• Familiar Bloodline Awakening Vial: A one-time-use relic that awakens the latent potential or hidden bloodline of a familiar, significantly increasing their power and unlocking unique evolution paths.

I glanced down at the silver-veined veil that manifested in my hand—gossamer thin, humming softly with a primal magic I hadn't felt before.

Nyxara who was in my shadow lept out with her graceful black panther body—silent and fluid, as if the battlefield hadn't just witnessed the collapse of destiny itself. Her violet eyes locked onto the vial in my hand, and I could see it — a spark. Something ancient. Something waiting.

"Is this for me, Master?" Nyxara asked, her voice a melodic purr, deeper than usual, tinged with reverence… and something else. Hunger.

"It's yours," I said quietly. "Let's see who you really are."

Nyxara stepped forward, the shadows rippling around her sleek panther form like living ink. As I uncorked the vial, a surge of ethereal light burst upward, dancing in spirals around her. Her body stiffened, ears pinned back, but she didn't move — she trusted me.

The moment the first drop of the Familiar Bloodline Awakening Vial touched her fur, the ground trembled.

Her shadow elongated unnaturally. Her body shimmered — glitching between forms, between timelines — a cub in one flicker, a great winged beast in another. Arcane runes spiralled up her limbs, glowing with celestial hues.

A roar — ancient and bone-deep — tore from her throat as magic erupted from her core in a shockwave that blew away the last lingering flames, shadows, and water traces of the battlefield.

The System chimed again.

[Ding! Familiar Bloodline Awakened — Nyxara]

Race: Umbracelestial Pantherkin (Mythic Variant)

Title Unlocked: Moonshadow Sovereign

New Traits Gained:

• Stellar Eclipse Form (Active): Temporarily ascend into a divine celestial-shadow beast. Immense increase in speed, power, and magical affinity. Gains wings of starfire and the ability to phase through dimensions for a short time.

• Shadowkind Resonance (Passive): All shadow magic cast near Nyxara gains increased potency. Familiar can merge with the caster's shadow at will, granting heightened reflexes and shared perception.

• Loyalty Bond (Unbreakable): A soulbound connection. If the master is near death, Nyxara may offer her essence to stabilize him — once per lifetime.

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She stood there now, radiant with power. Her body had grown slightly larger, her fur sleek with threads of glowing silver starlight interwoven between the inky black. Two wings — gossamer yet jagged like nebula-torn glass — folded behind her. Her eyes, once simply violet, now shimmered with layered galaxies.

"I remember now…" she murmured. "Before this life… I was a guardian of the Moon Sanctum. Lost when my realm collapsed. You called me back, Samael."

I felt the bond between us surge with new depth. This wasn't just a familiar anymore. She was a part of me — and I, her anchor in this fractured world.

"I'm honoured," I whispered, reaching out to brush her fur. It was warm, like twilight.

"Beautiful!" the girls squealed as they surrounded Nyxara in awe, their exhaustion momentarily forgotten.

Liliana's wide eyes sparkled with wonder. "She looks like a creature straight out of legend…"

Raven, ever composed, couldn't hide the faint upturn of her lips. "I thought shadows couldn't shine. I stand corrected."

Seraphina took a cautious step closer, the remnants of her water magic still rippling around her fingers. "I've studied ancient familiars… but I've never read of anything like her."

Nyxara tilted her head toward them with a quiet hum of amusement, her wings folding tighter against her back, her glowing eyes softening. "You flatter me."

Elara stood off to the side, her expression unreadable. She watched us — not with envy, but with something more wistful. She hadn't yet spoken since the surrender.

I turned to face her.

"You still with us?" I asked gently, but there was steel behind my voice — not cruelty, just clarity. This was her moment to choose.

Elara nodded slowly. "I don't expect forgiveness," she said. "Not from the others. Maybe not even from myself."

"You made a choice," I said. "Now you make another. What you do next is what matters."

She met my gaze, and something unspoken passed between us.

"I'll earn it," she said at last.

[Ding! Sub-Mission Created — "A Villain's Redemption"]

Objective: Assist Elara in redeeming herself through key actions and contributions to the story's altered trajectory.

Reward Tier: Variable (Dependent on outcome and player influence)

—

A low rumble echoed across the field as the last of the residual magic faded. The battlefield was still. The System was silent.

But deep inside me, something shifted. The air felt different. As if a page had turned.

And then—

[Ding! Hidden Narrative Triggered]

[You have successfully altered the trajectory of three Protagonists' fates.]

[Main Storyline Divergence Level: CRITICAL]

[New Worldline Designation: "Ashwood Paradox"]

[Warning: The original plot has been irreversibly rewritten.]

[Note: From this point onward, you are the dominant Destiny Core.]

My heart skipped a beat.

This was no longer just a story I'd stumbled into. It was my story now.

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[To Be Continued]

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