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Game Title Guessing System: Transmigration Ltd.

The moment that he tapped on the submit button, a blaring siren resounded within Aecateon’s ears. [[ Warning! ]] [[ Warning! ]] [[ “I M P R I S O N E D : E R O S S T H E M U R D E R E D” is incorrect ]] [[ Player Igor Vali failed the 9th Guessing Opportunity ]] Upon the appearance of the panel he dreaded to see, Aectaeon couldn’t stop himself from groaning inwardly. [[ Initiating Time Extension ]] [[ 10th Guessing Opportunity Countdown: 15 D ; 23 H ; 59 M ; 59 S ]] [[ Clue {13th letter}: Harold __ Baster]] [[ Player’s progress: I M P R I S O N E D : E R _ _ S T H E M U R D E R E D ]] [[ Return Countdown: 20 D ; 19 H ; 30 M ; 14 S ]] [[ Repeating Mission Order ]] [[ Mission ]] [[ Complete the Title of the Current Game World ]] [[ Reward ]] [[ A: Player will be permitted to choose the genre of the next world ]] [[ Penalty ]] [[ A: Forced forfeiture of artefact ownership ]] With contempt in his eyes, Aectaeon watched as the series of transparent panels flashed quickly before his eyes. He slumped further down his seat as he felt the frustration coursing through his veins. ‘There’s not much time between the Guessing Opportunity and the next transmigration. Meaning, I have to correctly predict what’s the last letter on my own. Luck better be on my side or hell be damned. That artefact will be an important key to my survival..’ As he thought of his unfortunate fate, Aectaeon began to regather his resolve. The man wanted to escape this system of endless transmigrations. However, if fate refused to align with his wishes, then there’s one thing left for him to do. And that was to set the system ablaze with the own fire that it created. { Excerpt from the 4th Game World. }

mrmrcia · Fantasy
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Game World 4: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (2)

Although solemn, the atmosphere inside the village was not one Aectaeon was pleased with. He could feel the fear in the hearts of the villagers, that prickling sensation as if myriads of unseen hands were tightening around one's body. 

Even the heavens were adding flesh to the terror brought about by the uncaught murderer. 

'It's a dark sky accompanying me today.' Aectaeon thought as he stopped and took in the darkness of the clouds, 'By the smell of it, rain won't come soon. The heavens are just giving justice to the villagers' fright.' 

Before long, Aectaeon resumed his walk. There was quite a distance between him and the three men now. However, he didn't feel the need to catch up to them. 

He wanted to observe how the surroundings were like.