The Side Character’s Hidden Boss! - Chapter 440 - The Filming

After thousands of years of silence, the world of cultivation once again welcomed the golden age.

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

September 9th, 2023. A large black sphere manifested in the skies above all across the world.

No one knows how it happened or the underlying causes of it, but one thing is certain: it marked the beginning of the end.

One by one, human's began to awaken supernatural abilities, a new source of energy had come into existence on earth.

People's bodies became catalysts for this newly discovered energy, especially those who awoke these abilities.

Unfortunately for the Human's, it wasn't just their faction which was awakening these abilities.

The Vampires to awakened. Feeling threatened by the new power that the humans would have whilst also feeling confident in the new strengths of their own... The vampire's decided to wage war on the humans.

Our protagonist, Xavier Trigger, a young college student, was one of the many civilians who were caught in the middle of this war completely unaware of what was going on.

[You have died.]

An inexplainable notification message occupied the entirety of “MC's” vision

[Skill: Rewind has activated.]

'What's... Happening to me...?'

[Level 1: Return.]

“Hah... Hah... Hah...” He panted heavily as his eyes drifted open.