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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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857 Chs

Chapter 50: Misunderstanding_1

"Calm down, old man!" exclaimed Motan who seemed to sense the chilling murderous intent behind him. He quickly turned around, trying to soothe the situation, "There must be a misunderstanding, I will help you to..."

Hum!

The sound of the air being cut interrupted his sentence, as the apparently incoherent old orc fiercely pulled a lever. The old man leaped into the air, wielding his chainsaw with a terrifying momentum while roaring in a muddled tone: "Enough talk!"

Although Motan barely dodged the attack with a swift dive, the ground he had been standing on was slashed with a deep crevice. The shrieking sound of the chainsaw chilled the two to their cores. Not even Kordo, with all his immense attributes, had the courage to turn around and fight.

After all, they were the ones at fault!