He was just a boy, betrayed too many times, broken far too early. On Earth, he had no dreams left. No family. No hope. Only Greg, the quiet friend who never missed a Tuesday visit to his cell on death row.

Greg always came with stories, webnovels filled with magic, bloodlines, betrayal, and power. Stories the boy never cared to read, but somehow… he always listened.

On the day of his execution, there was no miracle. No escape. Just Greg’s last visit, a quiet goodbye, and the cold plunge of sleep as the needle ended his life.

But death didn’t last.

He awoke to agony, his face shattered by a punch. And the man before him… was straight out of Greg’s stories.

He had transmigrated.
Into the world of the webnovel.
Into the body of Fenix Ackerman, a disgraced heir from a once-mighty house, now exiled from the ranks of the nine great Tier-One families.

The Ackerman Clan, once known for their unmatched resolve and deadly technique, Black Star, had long fallen from grace. Their name, once revered, had become a curse whispered behind closed doors.

But this new Fenix wasn’t bound by fate.

He remembered Earth.
He remembered Greg’s loyalty.
And this time, he would not die a forgotten extra in someone else’s story.

He would survive.
He would rise.
And the world that scorned his name would learn to fear it once again.

From the ashes of execution, Fenix Ackerman rises.
And the story of the extra's survival begins.

First the sound — a low, continuous roar that Fenix could not immediately separate into its component parts, the way a river at flood season becomes something beyond water, becomes a force, a mood, a warning. Then the cold. The stone against his back was rough and damp, and he registered that his legs had given slightly, that some part of him had decided, without consulting the rest, that sitting was the correct response to the last several minutes of his life.


Then the pain arrived, fashionably late, bringing everything it owned.


Chapter 83 - Below The Ceiling