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Bored in class, Ivaim suddenly transmigrates into a world plagued with Fractured Realities.

A century ago, Reality Masters suddenly arrived— bringing a wave of terror over the planet.

Just as the people despaired, they began to discover "Threshold Items" which allowed them to enter the domains of these Reality Masters.

They had two options starting from there :

One, to become a Reality Walker— a person marked and blessed by a Reality Master, fighting by their side in order to defend against other Reality Masters.

Or to become a Reality Ruiner— A person who kills Reality Masters, directly consuming and taking over the powers that they posses!

However, to Ivaim, he seemed to have taken on a different path.

As he looked towards his own body, he sighed as he realized that he was neither a Reality Walker, nor a Reality Ruiner.

—He had somehow become a Reality Master.

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[Volume 1 : The First Fall] (Ongoing)

10 Golden tickets = Extra Chapter

Temple of the Demon Lord of Wishes

The bell above the door jingled as he stepped inside, the warmth from the oven filling the air. She looked up towards Ivaim as they both entered.

"It is a humble bakery, don't mind it." she said in a soft low tone. "I'm too old to clean the entire bakery, I hope you don't mind that it's dusty in here."

Ivaim chuckled softly, scratching the back of his neck.

"I promised to help, didn't I? I can't just leave you here all alone."

The old woman gave a light chuckle, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Well, if this were just a few days ago, I'd be thinking you're here to rob me," she said with a mischievous smile. "But today, I'm feeling generous. Consider yourself lucky."

Ivaim's lips curled into a subtle smile, his thoughts drifting to himself.

A Soft Longing