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.

Without him knowing, the carriage had brought him to his destination.

Thankfully, he was already sitting up. It would've been an embarrassment if he was seen lying down on the couch, his eyebrows furrowed deeply as he cursed the Guides and the Obelisk.

'What now? Should I open the door myself or wait? I'm not a Noble for heaven's sake. I don't know how to act like one.'

Aectaeon had thought of just kicking the door. It was a peculiar, rather displeasing way of presenting himself to the world.

He had been wanting to do something outrageous for a while now. Aectaeon didn't think for a second that he had been outrageous this entire time. Even now, when he was contemplating on whether to kick the door down or scream for someone to open the door, he was being outrageous.

In that sentence, the word 'outrageous' had been mentioned more instances than Aectaeon made the right decision.

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