Four Split Personalities

Transcendental Boundaries (1. You need 70% fewer experience points to upgrade all your professions; all attribute points gained during professional upgrades are doubled, and some attribute points forcibly lowered during the upgrade of certain professions are no requirement; 2. ???)

Demon King (1. The cooldown time of all your skills is reduced by 70%; 2. ???)

Unfortunate (You shouldn’t exist, don’t give anyone or the world any chance!)

Independent Entity (Selfish you won’t share your memories and deeds)

Basic Attributes: Strength 20, Agility 20, Wisdom 35, Constitution 20

Civilization Attributes: Eloquence 15, Charm 60, Knowledge 10, Leadership 60

Combat Attributes: None

"Original Sin and Unfortunate ones, huh..." Motan murmured, "I understand a lot~ and ’that one’ is quite worthy of attention."

[Please name your character]

"Mo." Motan casually said.

[Character Name: Mo, please confirm...]

"Hmm?"

[Would you like to adjust your appearance?]

Motan looks at his utterly identical image in front of him and shakes his head slightly.

[Character creation complete, chaotic and evil Mo, welcome to the Land of Innocence]

...

Upon opening his eyes, Motan found himself standing in a luxurious hall. A band in a corner was playing a lively tune while surrounding gentlemen, all dressed in elegant and expensive attire, held wine glasses and were engaged in conversation. An air of ’high society’ was clearly present. It was, evidently, the scene of a noble party.

[Triggered Guide Mission]

Motan opened the mission panel, glanced at it briefly, then emotionlessly said to the air, "Never mind, I think you know what is best for me."

[.....zzz...zzz....]

Amidst the noise, Motan noticed an unnatural pause around him, but things quickly returned to normal.

His taskbar had quietly changed.

[Unique Mission: You know what you want to do]

"Hehe~ I knew it." He laughed, laughing like a child...

A young man, dressed as a waiter, walked up to him with a tray, politely asking, "May I take your order, sir?"

"Of course, I need a lot, very much..." Motan replied with a polite, fitting smile. His eyes shone with an unnatural black gleam: "So to start with, could you die for me in the most ostentatious way you can think of?"

...

In the sanctified year 9571, in the Land of Innocence, a terrible disaster struck the Sahvan Empire at the extreme south of the mainland. According to investigations, it all originated from the climax of a noble party.

A servant who tore open his chest and crazily spun around on a chandelier scared everyone.

In the following three hours, Banther City, the site of the incident, turned into a land of death, with rivers of blood and corpses everywhere, and not a single survivor. The few surviving scenario fragments were the limits that the Sahvan God of Law could reproduce using the top-level spell — the Star Mirror. However, even this corner of hell gave the witnesses at the time great psychological shadows.

Starting from that day, this rich city, dubbed the ’Pearl of Sahvan’ and known for its production of rainbow pearls, became a part of history. Its land also turned into a cursed place due to the countless souls it held. The perpetrator was at large, vanished without a trace. Yet, a year later, when this person was finally recognized by the world, people discovered that the terror he brought was far beyond imaginable...

—[The Beowulf Epic · The Beginning of the Sin King Volume 3]

...

[You have exited the game, the mental connection has been disconnected, good morning.]

Upon being roused by the game cabin, Motan was somewhat bewildered.

"I remember that I should be breaking out with the Lin squad ... why did I suddenly wake up?" he muttered to himself. He then glanced at the mobile phone next to the game cabin, and was immediately taken aback.

"How can it be! Seven o’clock!? The time doesn’t match!"

Chapter Five: The End