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.