Wrath of the Extra

After getting shitfaced, I transmigrated into a novel world as a complete nobody.

This nobody extra, Auren, is all but destined to die.

Not only have I been given the impossible mission of surviving in an Academy full of titans...

But if anyone discovers my true nature, I will be skinned alive.

If I fail my overlords, I'll be gutted.

And if I run, I will be nobody.

But now, of course, I can abuse my knowledge of the novel to flick away all my enemies and proclaim myself God Emperor of the Seven Realms.

...

So I thought.

Turns out, I've been transmigrated 100 years AFTER the events of the novel.

What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? Be a historian?

With no money to my name and the scraps of ancient knowledge, I must scratch and claw for every inch of power.

All I have been gifted in this cruel world is an insatiable hatred for the ones who wronged me.

All of Humanity must die. They will die.

And I will be the one to shepherd its demise.