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

As a Star Antimony refugee, he is undoubtedly fortunate—compared to those who have no chance of being rescued and are still trapped in the Fallen City ravaged by demons, he is blessed to be alive and to reside safely in stable Avalon.


If it wasn't for the Church, he would probably have been devoured by those terrifying demons.


Landon clearly remembers the horrifying scene he witnessed—


At the time of the incident, he was drinking at a bar, flirting with beauties like any Irisflower Person.


As an Irisflower Person, he was exceptionally excited and confident about having obtained a noble title.


Just like every angler boasting about catching a big fish, saying "how did you know I just caught a twenty-pound fish" to everyone on the streets.


Chapter 500: Those Who Survived the Apocalypse