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Cid had found the perfect spot—a dusty corner behind the equipment shed. He had just settled in when a shadow fell over him. It wasn't the shadow of a grand conspiracy, but rather , the wolf-beastman and one of his Seven Shadows.

"The life of a background character is hard," Cid muttered to himself, tossing the wooden stick into a bin. Behind him, he heard Beta whisper to the others: "Did you see? He threw the stick at a 45-degree angle! It's a map to the enemy's southern base!" Cid had found the perfect spot—a dusty corner

The sun beat down on the Midgar Academy for Knightly Arts. While other students were busy practicing their sword swings or debating the latest political shifts in the kingdom, Cid Kagenou was focused on a much more vital mission: "The life of a background character is hard,"

Cid realized his quiet afternoon was gone. If he stayed, he was a "Mastermind." If he ran, he was a "Fleeing Background Character." He chose a third option: It's a map to the enemy's southern base

Cid walked away, his cape (which he wasn't wearing, but felt like he was) fluttering in the imaginary wind. Another day of successfully being "normal" was in the books.