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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 · 游戏
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986 Chs

Chapter 47: Cordova_1

[My name is Cordova, an ordinary player in the Realm of Innocence...

At least in the beginning, I believed myself to be rather ordinary.

That was until I first entered the game and took that %@&+# step.

I got swept into an NPC brawl, and then... well, there was no "then", I just outright died.

This was just the beginning of a nightmare...

After brutally realistic simulated pain, I emerged from the darkness once again amidst those damned doors, which were utterly pointless since only the door of Neutral Goodness would open for me.

I was randomly assigned a new race and dazedly entered the game again...

Sand Gnome, that's right, I transformed into a Sand Gnome—an ugly, weak, talentless race. Frankly, if I hadn't been made the king of the race, I would have deleted my character straight away.

But what I experienced afterward made me realize that I should have deleted my character!