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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

Darian took a slow, deliberate step forward.

His expression was unreadable, but the weight of his decision pressed heavily in the air.

The tattooed man met his gaze and gave a small nod, his approval silent but firm.

Then, he parted his lips and spoke, his voice carrying an eerie solemnity, each word laced with an unseen weight.

"I, the bearer of this cursed blessing, relinquish my claim. Let its chains unbind me, let its will depart from my flesh."

His voice deepened, reverberating through the air.

"May this burden pass to one strong enough to endure, may this power bind itself to one worthy of its trials."

A cold wind stirred, as if the very air recognized the ritual's gravity.

"By the oath of the forgotten, by the pact of the condemned, let the cycle continue."

The air trembled. The ink-like darkness coiled and pulsed.

"May this gift be undone, may this gift be passed on…"

The words echoed, final and absolute.

The Cruelest Act (2)