Sixth

Crown Reylin loved three things; flames, fireworks, and bombs. He didn't spare any of these against those who insulted him due to his family. No, Crown Reylin wasn't born in a poor family. He was born into an outstanding family with every descendant prevailing in their industry! But as the first immersive game appeared on the market, Crown Reylin stepped in... to enjoy more of his hobby!
Flames, fireworks, and bombs! Empresses, the kings and their princesses, and many more people will feel them!
It was Reylin's time!











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I like them big, do you?

Reylin stared at the sky through his private jet.

His reptile eyes in the real world occasionally flashed as many thoughts crossed in his mind. His thoughts were absurd, and anyone with access to them would've called him lunatic should they hear them.

'If the Faynom World is real... then I am a killer," Reylin pondered inwardly.

He had killed a noble near the start of the game, and his kill count continued. He didn't care about monsters but people and how his deeds influenced them.

It was fun and exciting, as long as the game was the game.

Surprisingly, Reylin's heart didn't speed up nor beat erratically. He stared with composure as that thought ran circles in his mind.

"Have you killed a person in the game, Sebastian?" Reylin asked while resting his head on his hand.

"Hah," Reylin let out a faint chuckle.

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