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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

Yu Chen looked up at the sky blankly, gazing at the vivid Statue of the Goddess of Dawn, and murmured softly, "Can one person's strength really reach this level?"


The Divine Power of Dawn filled the earth, coating Hover City in a layer of golden light. The gentle holy radiance spread to every corner, even the shadows between the buildings were melting like ice and snow. The omnipresent warmth baptized every person, regardless of their status or background.


At this moment, every life in the city instinctively looked up at the sky. For the vast majority, this was the closest encounter with 'God' they had ever had in their lives. Some devout followers of the Dawn Religion even shed tears, staring at the holy statue high in the sky, perceiving the true power of God, kneeling on the ground, praying fervently.


"Oh Goddess, have you finally chosen to show us mercy..."


Chapter 172: Do You Want Power?_1