Not praying for ten strings

During the demon-summoning ceremony, Aiwass finally recalled his past life's memories.
This should be an online game that his family's company had released and operated for six years. Now, his foster father was the leader of the latest version's antagonist organization.
He would expose his identity six years later, hesitate and then defect from the protagonist's side. Ultimately, because he decided to take a fatal strike meant for the player character, he was killed by his upright older brother in a transitional CG without even a chance to enter the main content.
——But the problem was not too significant. Aiwass also knew many secret advancement routes exclusive to the player character, as well as the Nurturing Secret Sequel regulations of the various Paths. He believed he could reverse his unfortunate fate……
So now there was only one issue left.
"According to the original plot, shouldn't I have been rescued by the protagonist before this lousy ceremony even began?"
Tied to the ceremonial altar as a sacrifice, Aiwass fell into contemplation.
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Keywords: Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow


When the plot-skips players into the game world

Isabel stared into the darkness, those tales surfacing in her heart, fleeting past like bubbly phantoms.


Her consciousness dulled within the illusion, as if dreaming, unable to precisely control her own thoughts.


"...Is there really a correct answer to this question?"


Hence, after much hesitation, Isabel still cautiously spoke up, "Puppet-Face... who is it?"


That deep laughter came through, "Not bad nor good.


"Insightful yet not mad enough; perceptive but too clear-headed. You are not fit to inherit all of me."


Just like the answer Isabel gave, a humanoid shape appeared within the darkness.


——That was the enchanting and glamorous Serpent Queen from the original tale!


In her hands, she manipulated countless fine threads, and these fine threads were connected to the sagging masks.


From the very beginning, those stories she told "in the future" were all under her control.


Chapter 164 "Puppet-Face Manual