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

Nine people stepped out of the long corridor, with two rows of royal guards in identical outfits. Including the old man who came with Emily, everyone who arrived with their lord had disappeared.


Double Leaf nodded in satisfaction and left the side of the Crystal Wolf Duke, approaching Marshal Bafel. With a charming glint in her eyes, she asked the slightly unsettled Duke, "May I walk beside you?"


The Minister of Internal Affairs of the Fire Claw, a fox tribe half-Orc named Leven, stepped forward with a smile. The surprised expression was nowhere to be found on his face. He greeted everyone present with perfect noble etiquette, and with special enthusiasm he said, "Honorable lords, have you come to see the evidence? We have prepared it all for you. Come on, the case files left by Mr. Ned are inside, ah, the king's guards may rest in the front yard. Would anyone like tea, or perhaps some fruit?"


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