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

Shaven Empire, the capital Telon, Sin Duke's Manor


Mo slowly opened his eyes, left the soft bed, and silently walked to the window.


A few seconds later, a wisp of cloud obscured the silver moonlight.


"Heh, I thought you wouldn't log in today..."


The cool voice rose from a corner of the room. A dark elf wearing a white gown lazily stood up, set aside her needlework, and asked with a light chuckle, "Busy with something outside the game?"


Perhaps because she was not wearing her full set of equipment, the girl's innate icy temperament seemed to have diminished quite a bit. Although her expression remained cold, her slender figure added a touch of vulnerability to her, an illusion perhaps, but still precious.


Mo, of course, wouldn't engage in conversation about what he had been busy with; he just glanced back at Ji Xiaodao with minimal movement and slightly frowned upon noticing she was wearing only a conservative nightgown, "Don't be careless."


Chapter 470: The Undercurrent Before Dawn