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

Soon, I set out as the Messenger with three teammates, all of whom were NPCs. Although I had not met them before, the atmosphere along the way was quite pleasant. We all chatted happily, and they took good care of me, the somewhat clumsy little Swordsman.


Truly, I could not tell any difference between them and "real" people like us.


We climbed up the slope and lingered behind a not-so-dense thicket sprinkled with Death Dust. We mainly used the Eye of the Mage to observe a group of monsters about a hundred meters away. Since I had to deliver a brief report every thirty seconds, I hardly had any time to pay attention to the movements of our targets. Most of the time, it was my teammates who took on the surveillance and alert duties. The first half hour was relatively easy, until the zombies in the distance abruptly left their positions.


Chapter 464: Misha's Diary (I)_2