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.

'Why are these responses too formal? Do I have to speak like this the entire time?'

Rather than delaying his reply, Aectaeon hurriedly chose the option he saw fit.

{-{ Respond: "There's nothing more that I can ask father. I don't believe that they have the resources to accommodate my demands." }-}

"There's nothing more that I can ask father. I don't believe that they have the resources to accommodate my demands."

Aectaeon was peeved about his lack of freedom. The urge to scowl deeply visited him, but he resisted. It wouldn't do him any good to frown when they're having a meal. He might lose the favor of the three people around him.

"That's generous of you, Igor. However, that won't fare well in their next offer you can get. They would think that they can warrant your time with a mere piece of parchment."

{-{ Respond: "I'll bear that in mind, father." }-}

Game World 3: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (3)