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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

Ivaim glanced at the glowing notification in front of him, reading it carefully as he wiped his flour-dusted hands on his apron.

[A Believer that is not a Walker has been gained]

Using your given Authority, you can influence traits in your believers accordingly.

He frowned slightly, his excitement dampened.

'So it's not really a skill—more like a perk of being a Reality Master,' he thought, his disappointment evident.

Another notification popped up, breaking his train of thought:

'Yes,' he answered silently. Immediately, a single name appeared before him:

'Shallow, huh?' Ivaim mused, rubbing his chin.

'That must mean his belief in me is at the bare minimum—a low form of reverence, if you could even call it that.'

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