Transmigrate inside a Web Novel as a Side Character.

Soma's body began to clad in crimson bolts, and hundreds of tiny red bolts started to crawl across his skin and make some parts of his hair turn red. He saw the van was turning to the left as he kicked the ground and reached a high altitude before kicking an empty air and changing his course.

As he was running in the sky, it caught the attention of many people, including the fancy black limousine that suddenly took a sharp turn and followed from behind him without him noticing.

The white van kept riding in the street, guiding Soma toward the northwest corner of the central place. The van arrived at a place with many empty buildings but was still searching for an owner.

Then, within one of the shortest buildings that stood imposingly over the surrounding taller buildings. The van stopped and conversed with the security guard who guarded the front gate before it was opened and let the van enter inside.

Soma, who saw that, stopped in his stalk and landed on one of the buildings a bit far away from them.

"What now? Where should I go, Mm?!".

His brain starts to tingle, making his body twitch. The bad premonition he had just got stronger the more he focused his attention on the building that stood in the corner of the place.

The black diamond in his left palm began to let out a black glow, and a necklace he had used to infiltrate the auction venue appeared from his left hand. Without hesitation, he donned the necklace and infused it using mana, distorting his figure into his white-haired figure before it disappeared.

[Stealth activated]

Soma began to launch into the air once more and approached the building, his figure vanishing. He looked down to see the other security in the building perimeter and found no one besides the two people at the front gate.

After knowing the surveillance in the perimeters, he began to search for a way to enter. First, he inspected the roof, where there was only one square wall with a metal door, but he didn't know if that could be opened or not.

However, the moment he landed on the rooftop, the door clicked. The round handle of the door was twisted from the inside, and with a creaking sound, the door opened, revealing a figure of an adult male wearing a cleaning uniform holding a box of cigarettes in his hands.

"Fuck, what a nauseating job this is?!".

The adult male suddenly cursed at particularly no one. He flipped the box open with his thumb, revealing a neat row of branded cigarettes. Selecting one, he placed it between his lips and snapped the case shut with a satisfying click.

He took a lighter from his other pocket, its metallic surface glinting in the light. He struck the flint with a single motion from his thumb, producing a small, steady orange flame. Slowly, he brought it to the tip of the cigarette, inhaling gently.

The end of the cigarette glowed brightly, and He exhaled slowly. Then, a cloud of white smoke began to unfurl from his mouth, disappearing into the atmosphere.

"Fuu, I heard that this was an easy job with a huge salary, but to think that I would dispose of something so disgusting as that. Bleergh, now I regret accepting this job".

Soma accidentally listened to his cursed words without the man noticing. His face stiffened, and the memories from his past began to emerge like a horror movie when he still could feel how cold and dark the place was.

His body tensed, and the air that permeated from the opened door suddenly turned heavy. Slowly, he approached the door that looked like a maw to go to the underworld. But he preserved and stepped inside that maw to search for the truth.

After passing the door, the temperature dropped, and the chill that crept up to his spine intensified; the air was thick with a pungent smell of danger, and his mind kept ringing an alarm, reminding him not to take another step inside.

However, Soma, who has already passed the border of going back, grits his teeth and sharpens his senses, wary about his surroundings for the impending danger that lay low in the shadow.

[Extra Skill Puppeteer activated]

The skill is activated on his own as an act of defence mechanism. Soma slowly observes the building and relies on his newfound skill to guide him toward the dark heart of the building.

Soma observed each floor, and the building seemed deserted enough, but when he arrived at the emergency stairs, he tried to check toward the first floor, and to his surprise, it was filled with activity.

He knitted his brows, then he fastened his pace to reach the lower floor, and after several times, he descended the stairs. Finally, he arrived at the first floor, which was bustling with the activity of the people wearing white robes like scientists. But Soma knows they are not the scientists the world knows well.

"These bastards!". Soma muttered.

[Extra Skill Puppeteer activated]

With light steps, he slowly entered the bustling and hustling of the people who busied themselves, with a terminal in their hands, discussing the project they were currently doing.

"No. 26744 sector Ark was a failure again. I thought he was a success looking at his figure, but suddenly it burst, ha".

"How many today?".

"Almost all of them were failures".

"Haa, what a let down".

These people talk in disappointment while they are doing something so horrendous that hell is not even fit for their resting place. Soma, who heard their discussion, activated his puppeteer skill in full throttle because of the rage that made his whole body tremble, wanting to break those guys' faces.

"Guys, let's get to work. I heard the courier just delivered another batch. You two follow me!".

Another scientist in his fifties walked toward the discussion and brought back a piece of news for the others. Reluctantly, they all began to nod their head, end their discussion, and the two went toward the laboratory where the injection would happen.

"Sir, how many batches for today?".

"15 kids".

"As usual then, So little".

"What do you guys expect? This place was in Ark, and the place doesn't have many people living there because of the high living standards. Many of the children here were sold by their parents because those parents can't afford their everyday lives".

"Such a cruel place, isn't it?".

"Well, the world is not just a light, is that correct, sir?".

"Yeah".

Soma, who follows them from behind, keeps his emotions in check while remembering the faces of the people in front of him and making sure to give them good karma.

They went down from the first floor toward the basement, descended the stairs, they passed a couple of turns in the dark and gloomy hallway, before they arrived at the thick steel door with an advanced mechanism lock, blocking their way.

The scientist, who seemed older than the rest, stepped in front. He took his ID card from behind the white robe and placed it on the terminal beside the door. The monitor let out a clicking sound and glowed in a green light. With a white mist that appeared in every corner of the door, slowly, the door slid to the sides and revealed the room that would conduct the injection.

They entered the room with an octagonal shape painted on white, giving it the nuance of sterile, far from blemish, but Soma knew well of what kind of thing had been done in this white room.

Memories from his childhood began to replicate, making his brain throb, and the images he saw contorted his expression in disgust.

"You two, go get the kids one at a time!".

"Okay".

"Alright".

After getting his command, the two men walked away from the place toward the other door. Soma began to contemplate which side he should pick. But after mulling it over, he followed the two men and sneaked behind their backs.

However, as Soma followed the two scientists on their back, his brain sent a tingling signal, proof that his newly acquired skill reacted to something. He scanned his surroundings only to find himself standing on a four-intersection way, and he caught a glimpse of his left palm that glowed in black as he faced to the left.

"What's happening?". Soma muttered.