The Retired Hero is an Extra

As the God of Darkness gave a brief explanation, Allen understood some part of it, feeling conflicted about entering such a strange world.

Allen's confusion about mana and fantasy worlds served to further amuse the God of Darkness, who shook his head with a touch of exasperation.

"Magic," the God of Darkness explained, "is the fundamental force that shapes and governs reality in many realms."

"In this new world, you'll have the ability to harness and manipulate it, to alter the very fabric of your surroundings."

Allen's eyes widened, a mix of curiosity and skepticism flickering across his face as he chose his words carefully, "So, you're saying I'll get to use... magic?"

The God of Darkness nodded, seemingly satisfied with Allen's growing understanding.

"Yes, exactly. But you must grasp that this power comes with its own set of challenges and responsibilities," the God of Darkness added.

As Allen's emotions peaked, the God of Darkness's expression turned stern.

"Remember, it isn't merely about wielding strength," he warned, "But also about navigating a world rife with struggles."

Allen mulled over the new set of information, reconciling with the similarities to his recently ended life.

As if grasping the overall details, he finally came to a conclusion and raised his head, looking straight in the darkness.

He didn't know or care where he was looking and asked, "And what's my role in all of this? What am I supposed to do in this fantasy world?"

The God of Darkness remained silent, but his presence intensified, becoming more ominous and overwhelming.

The very air seemed to tremble as if ready to shatter anyone who dared oppose him.

Yet it didn't affect Allen in the slightest, seemingly being protected by the God of Darkness himself.

"Your task is to stand against the chosen one of the Goddess of Light. They wish to remove my influence in the world, and you must prevent that."

"It's a destiny intertwined with both light and darkness as your actions will influence the balance of power and the world as a whole."

God of Darkness paused to let his words sink in before addressing the most important issue, "There's a light bearer, a twilight bearer, and you shall be the darkness bearer."

Allen took a deep breath, trying to grasp the gravity of the situation. "And if I refuse? What then?" he asked boldly.

Yet the God of Darkness just chuckled, a sound that reverberated through the darkness.

Suddenly he stopped and declared, "Refusal is not an option. It never was."

"The wheel of fate has already begun to move. If you wish, you may consider this a chance for redemption and a new beginning—shape your own legacy."

As the God of Darkness spoke, the darkness around Allen began to shift, forming images of a vibrant and strange world.

Allen saw glimpses of fantastical landscapes, towering spires of magic-infused crystals, and mystical creatures roaming through enchanted forests.

Yet the darkness seemingly paused, surprising Allen.

"Human, I can sense your emotions and thoughts. Your last regret, do you wish to see what would happen had you chosen a different path?"

Allen's lips opened and closed but he couldn't say anything before he finally pursed his lips.

"No," he rejected without any hints of hesitation on his face.

"Oh?" The God of Darkness raised an eyebrow. "Your entire being—heart, soul, brain, emotions—wishes to know yet you're denying it?"

"You're right," Allen began, "but it's not worth it. She's happy with her husband and I am satisfied with her happiness and my death."

A serene and relaxing smile appeared on Allen's face as he closed his eyes and gave in to his surrounding darkness.

"As you wish, human." The God of Darkness muttered and the encompassing darkness started moving again.

Right before Allen vanished forever, the God of Darkness gave one final piece of advice. "Prepare yourself, Allen Vox," he intoned.

"Your journey begins now. Embrace the challenges and the mysteries of this world, and you may find a purpose that transcends your previous life."

While grappling with confusion over the direct yet cryptic words, Allen was blinded by a flash of spectral dark light.

A powerful pull emerged, as if he was being drawn through a vortex.

The sensation was both exhilarating and disorienting, and before he could fully process what was happening, the darkness gave way to light.

Yet it seemed it wasn't time for him to wake up yet.

The light around him shifted, contesting with the darkness overwhelming inside him, but neither backed down.

At that moment, a new element came into play as a mysterious robotic voice echoed:

{Villain System 2.0 welcomes the host.}

{Scanning for connection...}

{Initializing...}

While a strange Villain system was being installed, Allen remained inside a mysterious, never-ending darkness.

Meanwhile, the God of Darkness's eyes pierced through space-time, passing through the void.

His dark, ominous eyes flickered across different timelines before settling on one.

"So this is what you feared to witness?" he muttered, looking at the desolate scene.

Allen Vox of an alternate timeline was crying over the tombstone of his girlfriend and daughter, vowing to take revenge.

"Interesting," the God of Darkness muttered, observing the flow of time in a different ratio, existing in a different dimension.

As he continued observing, he went through multiple timelines before returning to the first one where he had taken Allen Vox or Victor Aller from.

His dark, ominous pupils observed Allen's girlfriend and her husband, and the invisible pupil crescented in intrigue.

It turns out that this timeline was by far the best one across several hundred that he observed.

Currently, he observed the couple living peacefully as their first child was born, noting that the now elder sister appeared the happiest.

"You let him have her because he loved her, even knowing she was pregnant with another man's child, and still took care of your daughter?"

The God of Darkness couldn't help but smile at the interesting development.

However, his smile wasn't genuine or happy, it was a menacing smile as if he had found an interesting toy.

"No wonder you were the most suitable to help me regain my rightful–"

He paused mid-sentence, realizing he still had those darned limitations placed on him as his expression fell.

He waved his majestic hand—made of darkness—and the scene in front of him distorted, returning to the void of darkness all around.

"Soon. Just you wait–" he said as his presence grew more menacing and fractured the void of darkness.

He vanished in the next instance, ignoring the past life of the human he had sent into another world.

However, he hadn't just sent him into a world without information, he had ingrained tons of information into Allen Vox.

Alas, even a God remained unaware of the surprising presence of the system Allen received.

It was truly a mystery where a system came into play amidst the power struggle of Gods where they were merely messing with each other using their pawns.

Nevertheless, the system would turn out to be the biggest blessing.

Although whether it was a blessing to Allen Vox or the God of Darkness remained to be seen.

No matter who benefitted or not, one thing was guaranteed.

The journey ahead promised to be fraught with trials, revelations, tribulations, and challenges at every step.

Whether Allen will be able to overcome whatever came next depended on his adaptability.

The adventure had just begun.