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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] (Completed)

[Volume 2 : The Temptation] (Ongoing)

10 Golden tickets = Extra Chapter

Temple of the Demon Lord of Wishes

Ivaim gave Darian a slow, easy grin.

"You know, with that whole secretly-caring personality of yours, you don't have to fight in the arenas to help people."

Darian glanced at him briefly, his expression unreadable.

"I was born with the talent to fight. And I have my reasons for cultivating those skills... not just because I want to help people."

The words were steady, but there was an edge to them, one that made Ivaim hesitate for a moment before speaking again.

He rubbed the back of his neck, unsure of how far he wanted to push.

"If I told you that continuing to fight would get you killed... would you believe me?"

Ivaim frowned and looked off into the distance, his voice softening.

"The man who killed your father—he's planning to curse you."

Darian's brow furrowed, but he remained quiet.

Stubborn Kindness