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

Dimitri and Paul were almost dragged embarrassingly into the first-class cabin.


Visible fear appeared on their faces, yet surprisingly they put up no resistance... Instead, their faces turned ashen and their bodies stiff.


—This was their first time entering the first-class cabin.


Compared to the cabin they shared with over a dozen people that reeked of various complex odors... this first-class cabin was like a luxuriously decorated lodge. There were deep red soft carpets, expensively made wooden desks that were highly prone to moisture damage at sea, and a large array of various books. Moreover, there was a luxurious sofa that could accommodate at least five people, as well as a built-in private bathroom and washroom. And this was just the outer hall; the bedroom was in a further room inside.


The butler's frosty gaze swept over them and then he pronounced coldly:


Then, the butler turned and walked toward the inner rooms.


Chapter 266: The Escaping Blood Slave