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

"That is the inconceivable second life—a miracle that almost surely cannot exist.


"The River of Violence's Source symbolizes a struggle of life and death, never sparing a predecessor to live."


The Lord of Scalefeather looked with his face of Void at the two locked in combat, "That's why the Silver-Crowned Dragon is the weakest of the Pillar Gods.


"For his ceremony is not yet complete—originally, he should have been struck down to the earth, to die a complete death.


"However, the Supreme Heaven died like that in the Dream Realm. His blood was too corrosive, burning through the barriers between dreams and reality and dripping into the Material Realm, forming a scorching lake.


"A motherless young bear, on the brink of death, licked the Divine Blood of the Supreme Heaven with its strong will to live. Taking the endless drops of blood as milk, it grew up alone.


Chapter 199 The True Names of Great Sage and Supreme Heaven