mrmrcia

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. }

Game Title Guessing System: Transmigration Ltd.

In the blink of an eye, the darkness vanished.

Along with that was Vernos' body slowly disintegrating. It was like seeing dandelions get swept up by a gentle wind.

Aectaeon had no feelings on the matter. He was focused on not falling to the ground after all.

Using the spear, he made sure to pull his weight to land lightly. Since his eyes were suddenly assaulted by the bright surroundings, he felt dizzy for a moment. It made him stumble once he was on the ground, even the spear couldn't keep him in place.

He soon fell on his rear with a thud, the spear following suit.

After a few seconds of letting the pain subside, Aectaeon cleared his vision and looked around.

"Oh, I'm back on the train?" Aectaeon muttered to himself as he picked up the spear, "The Demons are still here, but the battle is over, isn't it?"

At that moment, his attention went back to Vernos. He could see that the light in the man's eyes had returned.

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