Micro-leaf Paulownia

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

The Violet Empire, Violet Province, outskirts of the imperial capital Sālāmù'ēn


A young girl with orange long hair wearing a mage's robe lazily yawning, pointed to the impressively grand city in the distance: "That would be the royal city of the Violet Empire, right?"


"Yes, Miss Double Leaf." The leader of the Fire Claws Shadow Troop, Beast Spirit Casey, nodded: "That city is indeed the imperial capital Sālāmù'ēn of the empire. Although it may seem close, it is still probably half an hour away..."


Double Leaf waved her hand absent-mindedly, interrupting: "You don't have to explain so much. It just looks close because of the sheer size of that damned city. I understand that much."


She adjusted her glasses, jumped down from the snow plume deer specially prepared for her by the Fire Claws, and looked at the gigantic city in the distance, silently clutching her small hands hidden in her sleeves. 


[Captain Naid... Krab... Sarah... Sister Silverna...]


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