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

However, just as he was about to start pondering what to say, he suddenly noticed that the new clothes on Dabus looked somewhat familiar.


That wide piece of dark green fabric, why did it look so much like the tent that had been swiped from him before?!


Dabus noticed Motan's somewhat bizarre gaze and, curious, scratched his butt (Anthony didn't like baths), and asked, "Um, is there something on my face?"


Motan chuckled dryly, pointing at the wide 'clothing' on the other person, "It's just that this looks a bit familiar to me."


Dabus blinked, tugged at his new cloak: "This? Oh, this was picked up by Anthony on the road while I was sleeping."


Motan also paused, scrutinizing the item on the other person that clearly wasn't clothing, and asked doubtfully, "Picked up from where?"


Dabus shook his big head, then turned to Jadka: "So, Uncle Jad, what exactly happened this morning?"


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