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Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.

Micro-leaf Paulownia · Games
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Chapter 337: Taking Charge in Times of Crisis_1

Game Time: PM14:35

Anka Market, Adventurer's Guild, first floor hall

"So, you're saying that you guys really completed the mission without causing any accidents?"

Chris Clotted lazily yawned, absentmindedly toying with her nails while casting a sidelong glance at the four men standing on the other side of the counter: "Without causing any trouble to unrelated people, without any accidents, without explosions, and even that shop filled with dangerous goods is intact, right?"

Having just completed the mission report, Motan nodded: "Yes, that's correct."

Ya Ya and Jadka on either side of him remained silent, the former sniffing around out of curiosity while the latter puffed up his chest and lifted his chin, stroking his big white beard every few seconds, oozing an eerie sense of pride from inside out.