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

After finishing shopping for groceries, eating, and taking a bath, Mo Tan distractedly finished washing the dishes. He stood in the kitchen for five minutes, then suddenly dove into the bedroom, pulled open the wardrobe, and started rummaging through it with an unusually stiff and serious expression.


Ten minutes later, having changed from pajamas to a plain white shirt and ordinary jeans, he slowly left the bedroom and stood in front of the dressing mirror pieced together inside the living room, carefully scrutinizing himself.


[Hmm, there's nothing particularly eye-catching.]


Looking at the ordinary young man in the mirror, he let his shoulders droop in a somewhat dejected manner, then, as if to encourage himself, he waved his fists: "But there's also nothing that would make someone blackout, so that's good!"


Chapter 480: Video Chat