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The Ascendance Deceiver Checkmate
The night air was filled with a chilling breeze that carried the metallic scent of blood across the parking lot. Above, the moon shone down upon the lifeless figure of Mortis, sprawled on the ground like a discarded puppet. The scene was surreal, and the team stood frozen in shock and horror. "Ten seconds are over," the woman with the round-rimmed glasses said, her voice quivering with a mix of pain and fear. As if her words were a cue, the oppressive power of slumber that had nearly engulfed Alayn dissipated, leaving him weak and disoriented. He dropped to his knees, struggling to regain his bearings. Beside him, Serene's cries of anguish pierced the air, reflecting the collective despair of the team. Mortis, the mighty player they all looked up to, had been taken down by a single well-aimed dagger, leaving them shaken and vulnerable. Aria's face displayed a complex interplay of emotions. Fear and sadness mingled with something else, an enigmatic expression that set her apart from
The Ascendance Deceiver Twenty Percent
In the shadowy palace, surrounded by a veil of swirling grey clouds that concealed its true grandeur, sat a majestic figure on a throne. The mysterious being had blurred facial features, as if veiled by some divine mist, giving him an ethereal and godly aura. The very air around him seemed to tremble with a mix of reverence and fear, and even the ambivians, raven-like creatures that flew around him, appeared to acknowledge his authority. In front of the godly figure, a crystalline screen floated, reflecting his blurry image. Despite the obscurity of his visage, one could sense a sinister smile lurking behind the veil. His gaze, like an all-seeing eye, penetrated through the crystal, seemingly able to observe events unfolding in distant realms. "So, you actually killed one of your teammates," he spoke, his voice echoing through the chamber with an otherworldly resonance. "Well, you kind of deceived the rules by killing a player with a life orb, but oh well. A promise is a promise,"
The Ascendance Deceiver Stockholm
Alayn crumpled to the unforgiving ground, his consciousness slipping away like sand through his fingers. The consequences of channeling 20% of his newfound godlike ability had caught up to him, leaving him feeling as though every sinew in his body had torn asunder. Though he had foreseen some of the repercussions, he hadn't expected the toll it would exact on his very existence. Even a mere fraction of a god's authority was overwhelming for a mere human like Alayn. His mortal vessel, unaccustomed to such power, strained to endure the sudden surge, and the ten-second time limit had now elapsed, forcing his body to revert to its natural state to withstand the strain. As the searing pain of the power's drawbacks coursed through him, he also found himself grappling with the excruciating wounds inflicted by the blond-haired woman's deadly daggers. While the bleeding had ceased upon his victory over Neo and the absorption of his ability at 20% potential, the wounds themselves remained, a
The Ascendance Deceiver Midnight
After checking the time until midnight using Mortis' watch, which they had adjusted to the realm of the fallen world with the help of Solarael, Neo continued to shake Alayn desperately, trying to rouse him from unconsciousness. Witnessing this scene unfolding before them, one of the two enemy team members, a boy with black hair who appeared to be around Neo's age, cautiously approached the fallen Alayn. As Alayn had fainted just after killing their leader, the blond-haired woman who stood beside them, everyone grew wary of the boy's intentions. Neo looked up at him, his voice filled with urgency as he shouted, "Stop! What are you trying to do? Stop where you are!" Though the boy with black hair and brown eyes seemed to approach Alayn with malice, he held no such intentions. At least, not at this moment. As he drew closer to the unconscious Alayn and Neo, the boy's voice resonated with caution, "I'm not trying to hurt him. I'm trying to help him. Let me help him. My ability can heal
The Ascendance Deceiver Common Touch
Slowly opening his eyes, Alayn mustered the strength to sit up on the ground, feeling a lingering heaviness in his head. He instinctively touched his temple with his right hand, gently massaging it. While the physical wounds had been miraculously healed due to the midnight reset that the angel Viviana had mentioned, the mental toll of using his ability at 20% potential was not as easily washed away. The experience left his mind in disarray, making it difficult for him to focus clearly. Alayn knew that using a fragment of the authority of gods, even at a mere 20%, would come with consequences. After all, it was merely a fraction of the power he was meant to wield once he reached 100% potential. The mental burden he endured surpassed his imagination, and he understood that such power came at a cost. However, Alayn also knew that he couldn't afford to rest for too long. Time was not on their side, and the Pantheon's trials were far from over. As he tried to gather his thoughts and rega
The Ascendance Deceiver Boom
Following the incident involving the boy in the green shirt, Alayn ushered his team, including Neo, towards the parking lot. His intention was to have a discussion with the two surviving enemy players whom he had spared. He recognized his responsibility in ensuring their safety among the teammates. Although met with initial resistance from some members, Alayn's persuasive skills ultimately won the day. Convincing people was indeed one of Alayn's prominent strengths. As he saw off his team, Alayn reminded Luvern to transport Mortis' body back to camp and retrieve his gun while at it. Luvern shared the determination to provide their fallen comrade with a proper burial. Despite the challenging circumstances, they aimed to secure Mortis' body in a more protected spot, shielded from wildlife – a gesture of respect befitting a comrade who deserved such honors. While Alayn moved away, Luvern and Aidan began the solemn task of carrying Mortis' body, with Aidan's assistance and Mortis' revol
The Ascendance Deceiver Regret
Terrified by the revelation of an embedded bomb around their necks, the two enemy players reacted in a frenzy, their hands frantically touching and scratching at the spots where the vibrations had originated. "Hey, hey, chill. Acting like that won't help. Just so you know, you'd have to cut into your flesh to remove it," Alayn calmly remarked, his smile lingering despite the tense atmosphere. "Why... Why would you do this? Please, I'll do whatever you ask. Just get rid of it," the woman with round glasses pleaded, her grip still tight around her neck. Their eyes reflected sheer horror, realizing that their lives could be extinguished with a mere thought from the man before them. "Apologies, but even if I wanted to, I can't remove those devices now," Alayn nonchalantly explained with a shrug, the amusement evident in his eyes as he observed the horrified expressions on the faces of the two captives before him. The boy in the green shirt, his voice now tinged with brokenness rather
The Ascendance Deceiver Feigned Sacrifice
Amidst the gentle embrace of the calming breeze, its tendrils carrying a faint tinge of iron from the lingering scent of blood, Alayn's steps drew him closer to the campsite. With a mere thought, he conjured his ability card into existence, a seamless motion that seemed to conjure it from thin air, deciding to check his credit balance—his spoils from ending the enemy team. The card's display activated in his mind with a simple thought. "11978 credits, huh?" he mused, tilting his head and scanning the digits. "Add that to the initial 248, and it seems they had a collective stash of around 4730 without including the 2000 credits that blond women got from killing Mortis. Not a bad haul," he chuckled under his breath, a hint of amusement in his voice. With his financial audit complete, he touched the card, activating the live location function. Curiosity got the better of him, leading him to want to know the whereabouts of the remaining enemy team members. Opening the live location feat
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Second Phase
Gray clouds blanketed the expanse, concealing the space beneath. A magnificent yet elusive gray castle loomed, seemingly asserting its dominance over the surrounding area. The atmosphere exuded an air of grandeur, accompanied by an unsettling undercurrent. The gray hue, symbolic of deception and trickery, pervaded the very essence of the place.Within the castle, a mysterious and enigmatic figure, the god of deceit, resided. Clad in a shroud of gray fabric, surrounded by raven-like ethereal entities that swirled around them. An unmistakable sense of power and authority radiated from their being, casting an aura of both mystique and foreboding."It appears the moment has arrived. My dear avatar, may you continue to put on a spectacular performance," Marauder's voice, simultaneously mystical and eerie, echoed throughout the castle. The shadowy, raven-like creatures clung to the corners of the throne and the ground, seemingly cowering before the authority emanating from the voice."He wi
Conversation
"Authority, huh? Well, to be honest, I expected you to ask for that topic," Solarael remarked, taking a refined sip from his white porcelain teacup. Cradling the delicate vessel with elegant finesse, he continued, "Well, I have already considered how to maintain the flow of the conversation, should you inquire about that." "Is that so? Well, that's good to hear," Alayn replied with a smile as he, too, savored the exquisite brew poured by the angelic Solarael. The sweet aroma of the oolong tea enveloped his senses, offering a tantalizing olfactory experience that hinted at a sophisticated flavor profile waiting to unfold. As the tea touched his lips, Alayn's taste buds were greeted by a complex dance of robust oolong notes that gently intermingled with nuanced hints of caramel and brown sugar. The tea seemed to envelop his palate in a delicate embrace, leaving a lingering sensation that was both revitalizing and soothing, as if every sip was an intricate melody playing on his tongue.
History
Observing the book vanish after his touch, Alayn couldn't help but ponder whether the rumored luck boost upon entering the library was truly in effect. Intrigued by the mysterious circumstances, he carefully retrieved another book from the nearby shelf, its spine gleaming softly in the ambient light. As he approached one of the exquisitely sculpted small tables, he couldn't help but appreciate the intricate craftsmanship of the furniture. The table and chair emanated a lustrous brown shade, appearing to be crafted from the finest dark oak wood, each curve and detail meticulously designed. Intrigued by the carvings behind the chair, which depicted a bookshelf with a pair of wings, an eyeball, and a hovering triangle, Alayn felt a sense of fascination and curiosity wash over him. The enigmatic imagery seemed to suggest hidden depths within the library's offerings, further fueling his desire to uncover its secrets. With deliberate movements, he swiftly pulled out a chair and settled int
Missions
"Zins, huh? What a peculiar name for currency," Luvern muttered, his voice hushed as he seemed to find amusement in the monetary denomination of Kodoku. Alayn nodded in agreement, sharing the sentiment. With the realization that they were likely transported to a world with its own civilization, Alayn had to revise many of his plans. He had initially assumed they were heading into a straightforward battle royale with only players, but the new circumstances demanded adaptability. Nonetheless, the prospect of a more complex game with additional players didn't deter Alayn; to him, more participants promised more excitement. "Very well, that's the extent of my explanation for the next phase of the game. You'll receive your messages and missions shortly. Any other information necessary for your survival will be provided after the game begins," Viviana stated with an enchanting smile. "Well then, may your own abilities not betray you in the true forsaken world of Kodoku," Viviana whispere
Chain Reaction
As Alayn's mind swirled with revelations and speculations, the players around him exhibited a palpable mix of emotions. Some held their breath with anticipation, their eyes reflecting a glimmer of hope, while many wore expressions burdened with fear and trepidation, dreading the unknown that lay ahead in the game of Kodoku. However, a collective hush pervaded the assembly, a tacit understanding that disrupting the angelic figure at the central platform would be unwise, to say the least. Alayn, meanwhile, felt like a conductor orchestrating his mental symphony of thoughts and analyses. The revelation about gods possessing multiple avatars was a puzzle piece that had snapped into place in his mind. He couldn't help but wonder about the other avatar of the god of deception, if indeed such duality existed. As the scoreboard rankings were revealed without providing the specific placements, Alayn recognized that uncovering the rankings of the players around him presented a challenge. The
Ranks
"Before we move on to the details of the final phase, Kodoku, I think I should first let you all know the ranks you hold in the scoreboard. Please note that your positions are based on how much entertainment you provided to the Pantheons," Viviana said as she waved her hand. "Scoreboard and rankings?" A player next to Alayn, dressed in a red checkered shirt and black cotton trousers, echoed Viviana's words as a question. "They have a darn scoreboard for us? Isn't the reason for the game to find the most powerful authority holder? Or is that the goal, but these weirdos are making it fun for themselves by adding competition and entertainment?" Alayn mused silently and he wasn't sure of the correct answer. Deep in thought, Alayn sensed a change in his ability card, much like the moments when he had previously experienced alterations – once when he copied Neo's ability and when the "Proceed" button materialized on his card. An inkling told him that something new had surfaced within it,
Numbers
Viviana's voice resonated throughout the entire cathedral-like opera house space, slowly dispersing the haunting memories of the madness and nightmares the players had just endured. As her soothing voice signified the transition to the next phase, the crowd of players reacted with a mixture of restlessness and violence. Some began to demand a return to Earth, pleading and shouting for it. Amid the commotion, Alayn took the opportunity to discreetly observe the other players surrounding him. He was cautious not to let his gaze wander too freely, as the ethereal presence of the god-like silhouettes still felt capable of shattering his sanity. Glancing around the platform, Alayn spotted his teammates nearby, and he saw various other players, some in teams and others alone. A kaleidoscope of clothing colors and styles filled his vision as he scanned the players, his heart pounding with hope. He searched fervently for someone familiar, someone he longed to see, someone he wanted to intro
Insanity
"Dear players," Viviana's melodious voice echoed through the waiting room, resonating directly in the minds of Alayn and his team. "It seems you are all prepared to embark on the second and final phase of the game, hm?" As the team readied themselves for the forthcoming phase, a sweet yet enchanting tone pervaded the air, heralding the commencement of the game's next chapter. Alayn and the others, breath held in anticipation, felt the weight of the moment, a pivotal juncture in their journey. Alayn, in particular, sensed that the pieces were aligning in his favor, having secured two formidable players with potent abilities. He believed himself to be adequately primed for this impending, unknown phase, one that Viviana had indicated would be the final stretch. In the game of Kodoku, the next phase meant one thing for certain: they would have to face each other, and only the organizers and gods knew the specifics of this new setting. Amidst the players' mingling emotions—anticipation,
Knowledge
Hours passed by like a gentle breeze in the wilderness as Alayn and the team relished the relaxation they so desperately needed. Their minds had been thoroughly cleansed by the god of the mind's authority in the waiting room, and the rejuvenating effects of the environment had made their bodies feel more alive and vibrant than ever before. Even Alayn's throat, which had been irritated by the cold of the fallen world during the night, had fully healed. Each of them experienced a newfound sense of health and vitality that seemed to transcend their previous physical limitations. Some team members took short naps, while others, particularly Alayn, indulged in dishes they had previously been hesitant to try. Strangely, despite consuming food and drink, they never felt the urge to use the restroom or engage in any bodily functions. Alayn speculated that this anomaly might be the result of the divine authority or powers at play, altering their metabolism or rendering the food they consumed
