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

Under the leadership and protection of the teachers, the evacuation from the Spirit Summoning Tower was orderly.


These students were not particularly unruly in character.


Even when facing the kingdom-ending, or even world-ending crisis of a demon invasion, there was no confusion. They didn't fear to the point of losing their reason, nor were they so excited as to stir discussions.


The influence of the Path of Dusk had dulled their emotions considerably—perhaps even if they played horror games and encountered face-jumping monsters, their heart rate wouldn't change.


With everyone willing to follow commands, the efficiency of actions quickly skyrocketed.


Being noble spellcasters, they certainly didn't need to walk directly to the port with their feet—the bones of those dissolved corpses in the pool were perfect for constructing vehicles.


Chapter 480 Thawing Heinrich