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

Endless murderous intent, anger, and hatred echoed in the cauldron.


Their flesh was devoured by the Giants, celebrating the death of this formidable adversary. Humans who had betrayed Helquinn were each given a bowl of soup — the soup of the hero they had tried to authenticate, yet to whom they had betrayed. Each bowl contained a skull, fulfilling Uther Galoch's promise to "feed them"; to refuse was to "betray" once again.


Some may have known of the betrayal and merely chose Silence; others disagreed from the start. And many had no idea at all — those who had chosen betrayal for the survival of their villages were pushed into deep pits by the enraged people and stoned to death. Those who betray others will eventually be betrayed by their own.


Chapter 356 Sin Card: Wild Hunt King_3