The Retired Hero is an Extra

'What is happening?' Jash wondered in shock, only able to think the same question repeatedly.

He could see nothing but inky blackness as an overwhelming pressure distorted his vision and impeded his senses.

—Roar!

He could hear a mix of sounds, ranging from roars to whimpers to wailing and celebrating. It was a cacophony of chaos.

A few unknown creatures emerged from the broken dungeon walls, sending a chill down Jash's spine.

Although he couldn't see them, their presence felt creepy to him.

'Move! Move! Move! Damn it!' Jash anxiously tried to move and look around, but his head remained pivoted, not budging an inch.

'How?' He questioned this strangeness, unable to believe what was happening after defeating the Dungeon boss.

It wasn't the first time he defeated a dungeon boss, so the strangeness of the phenomenon could only be attributed to his past life.

At this time, whether he could move or not would have made no difference as he had way too low of an amount of mana.

'There's no way I can deal with even one of them,' he thought, feeling a mix of helplessness and resignation.

Jash's heart raced as he tried to accept the surreal situation he found himself, feeling as if he had stumbled into a realm beyond human understanding.

Either way, he could feel the pressure easing as he could formulate thoughts as the seconds ticked by.

It was merely a misconception, as time didn't actually pass at that moment.

Even if it wasn't, Jash would've given up upon seeing the monster he deemed unfair shivering in fear.

The hidden looming danger hadn't even entered yet everything was already out of order.

But one thing was different about the anomaly this time.

Contrary to the first time where it only appeared outside the dungeon, there was no change there at this time.

It was completely opposite of what happened the first time.

Unaware of it, Jash prayed, 'I hope someone notices this and comes?'

Truthfully, he didn't have much hope, simply because it was impossible to enter this dungeon, as it repelled everyone.

He also only entered because of the scrap or piece of the legendary relic he found.

'But why does it repel everyone?' Jash asked himself once more as that question was on everyone's mind since its existence became known.

"This isn't for you," a soft, gentle voice echoed, as if explaining why the dungeon prohibited entry.

Hearing the voice startled Jash to no end as he couldn't track or identify anything about the voice.

"It's useless," the voice continued in the same mellifluous tone.

Inside the unknown energy was a terrifying being whose pressure alone was enough to erase Jash from existence.

It didn't have a form, a gender, or anything to identify it as living or nonliving.

If it chose to not show itself, no one would know it existed except for beings already aware of its existence.

It had been monitoring this specific dungeon and awaiting someone to enter it, but it hadn't expected anyone so soon.

Though nothing exceeded its expectations as Jash and Caera had to escape with their tale in between their legs.

That's why it sealed off the dungeon.

Yet today, it was startled awake from its long slumber and surprised to see the same human inside the dungeon.

While observing Jash with curiosity, it chose to switch its form, taking on a feminine shape as it tried to understand his motives.

For some strange reason, she couldn't read his thoughts or get a reading about him.

She had already pried open the entire planet's secrets yet she found his existence intriguing.

"First a reincarnator, a regressor, then a transmigrator, and now this human. Someone has messed up the balance."

She muttered to herself and chose to interrogate the human who dared enter the dungeon.

Something that did not belong to this world was finally showing itself and everyone remained none the wiser.

Until now no monster had moved an inch despite their firstmost tendency being to kill.

A dangerous presence permeated the air, and the monsters halted in their tracks.

From the inky blackness of the shadows, a single colossal eye emerged, the vibrant, golden-white hue of its iris piercing space-time.

The eye's elliptical pupil narrowed, exuding an air of mystery about it. Its beauty still made an observer lower their guard.

Fortunately, there were none, or else anyone daring enough to admire the beauty would've been wiped from existence itself.

The unblinking stare held a quality that seemed to paralyze the monsters in insignificance. They instinctively felt their insignificance in its presence.

As the eye surveyed the dungeon, Jash remained oblivious, while every other creature recognized the entity as a force beyond comprehension.

The once-rampant monsters now stood frozen, their instincts warning them of the futility of challenging this ancient, enigmatic being.

Just as the eye finally moved towards Jash and narrowed him in its vision, something strange happened.

Before it could react, strange threads of golden energy exited Jash's body, unknown to him.

The fine golden threads contained an untamed darkness within them as it started to spread in the surroundings.

It started to wrap around the inky-black energy, permeating through it as it strangled every single monster.

None of them could even move, let alone escape its clutches.

It devoured every monster, irrespective of their rank or strangeness, not even leaving any trace of the fearful monsters behind.

Its next target seemed to be the inky black energy and the widened eye that watched everything in shock and astonishment.

"How? Why do you follow such a lowly being?"

The same voice echoed, yet only silence ensued as the golden threads enveloped the dungeon, trying to consume it entirely

However, the second eye opened as well, interrupting the process.

Both the eyes glared at the golden threads yet they remained unabated and the golden aura took over the whole dungeon, excluding nothing.

'Just what is happening?' Jash wondered to himself, unable to see or feel anything.

Yet he felt warm and comforted for a strange reason.

"Alright. If that's your wish."

'What?' Jash could only think in confusion as the inky black energy grew smaller before vanishing, and so did the golden threads.

They returned to Jash, and though he didn't feel anything, he could move now. The first thing he did was look up.

Unsurprisingly, his eyes instinctively closed as all he could see was a bright white flame-like existence mid-air.

"This place wasn't meant for you," it said, confusing Jash entirely.

'Not meant for me? I was the wielder of the Holy Sword!' He thought to himself yet he felt slightly dizzy in the next instant.

The white-flame-like being's flames wavered for a second as it tried to erase Jash's memories, but it miserably failed.

The golden energy deep within Jash churned as it easily resisted such a simple attempt of manipulation.

It wasn't simple, as the entity tried to erase the memories imprinted in the soul instead of the brain.

Unfortunately, that triggered the golden energy as that was its goal:

To protect its hosts from any manipulation, slavery, binding to a system or anything that would damage the host's soul, or try to control it.

That was what he had requested from the system, or rather the system creator.

Although Jash had no clue about the system at all as all memories regarding it were sealed alongside many others.

"Just what are you?" the entity said rhetorically, unwilling to let a mere human have memories of its existence.

Alas, it couldn't exert itself anymore than her current form if she didn't want to suffer from punishment.

Beings at her power level could scan entire planets within a second if they wish to, so how could they be allowed to go around freely.

'Seriously? Just what is going on?' Jash could only ask himself as he couldn't make sense of anything.