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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.

Four Split Personalities

Talents: Affinity (Sealed), Piety (Sealed), Shadow Reflection


Basic Attributes: Strength 60, Agility 60, Wisdom 105, Constitution 60


"What the hell is this..." Motan glanced at his character panel, paid no further attention to it, and turned his gaze to the face of a man who could barely speak. He could feel the man's indescribable fear and trembling and sighed in disappointment, "So, the answer is silence?"


The assassin, who was in control of life and death just a few minutes ago, is now on the verge of a breakdown. His body is shaking under the black sky, his soul wails amid the backlash of his sins. The still-drying blood on him feels like a weight trying to crush him and grind him into dust...


Chapter 62: Sin Devour_1