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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
The Ascendance Deceiver Enemy
The echo of determined footsteps resonated through what was once a bustling town, now reduced to a desolate maze of crumbling structures intertwined with nature's reclamation. Verdant tendrils wound their way around the remnants of human habitation, and a gentle breeze carried the subtle scent of damp earth and decaying wood as Alayn's team pressed forward, their hearts set on discovering a safe haven to establish their camp. Options had presented themselves, each bearing a semblance of potential respite: a house, still standing amidst the encroaching wilderness; a broken parking lot, its cracked asphalt a mosaic of abandonment; twin storefronts, their shattered windows revealing a glimpse of former commerce. Yet, with each potential location, Alayn's discerning eye detected lurking dangers, and he skillfully presented these hazards to his comrades, guiding them toward a more secure path. Time had ebbed away, a good forty minutes slipping by since their departure from the fallen par
The Ascendance Deceiver Evelyn
As minutes flowed by like water in a tranquil stream, Alayn felt a subtle gaze graze his senses. Turning his head, he found Evelyn gracefully making her way towards him. A warm smile danced on her lips as she settled beside him on the fallen branch. Meeting her gaze, Alayn's own lips curved in response, his eyes then drifting upwards to the moon, a sentinel of the night. "It's quite chilly, isn't it?" Evelyn's voice carried a softness, tinted with a touch of playfulness. Her hands rubbed together in a bid to conjure warmth, her sleeves rustling like leaves in a gentle breeze. Alayn, too, began to rub his hands together for warmth. "Indeed," he agreed. "I have that temperature-changing blessing, but it doesn't work in tandem with the light blessing." He confessed with an almost rueful chuckle. "And in our haste, I forgot to pass it to someone else." Evelyn's eyes crinkled in amusement, a smile lifting the corners of her mouth. "It happens to the best of us," she remarked, her voice
The Ascendance Deceiver Temporal Delay
Amidst the grim tableau of fallen comrades, Alayn stood in stunned silence, his gaze locked onto Evelyn. She, who had once stood beside him as a trusted teammate, now felt like a specter of betrayal haunting the ruins of their trust. In the wake of this heart-wrenching sight, Alayn grappled with the enigma before him. How had Evelyn managed to deceive not just him, but their entire team? The realization that an enemy had cunningly infiltrated their midst was a bitter pill to swallow, and the consequences were tragically irreversible. Evelyn's serene smile, unchanged despite the carnage, cast an eerie contrast against the grim reality. Slowly, she approached Alayn, her footsteps echoing in the cavern of his shattered understanding. Alayn's gaze flitted back to the lifeless forms of his teammates, their faces now pallid masks of death. He trembled, struggling to comprehend the depth of the deception that had led to this massacre. The realization settled in—he had failed to safeguard
The Ascendance Deceiver Chrono Reversion
"How about we eat something? I have some supplies I bought from Solarael." Experiencing a profound sense of déjà vu, Luvern gradually lifted his head at the sound of Evelyn's melodious voice. His hand instinctively moved to his neck, a gesture born from the lingering confusion that clouded his thoughts. He found himself immersed in a sea of uncertainty, struggling to piece together the unfolding reality. As his gaze swept the scene before him, Luvern's eyes settled on his teammates, each seated around him on the ground. His younger sister's innocent yet puzzled expression caught his attention, her curious eyes fixed on him. Her presence, along with the visible well-being of his comrades, flooded his heart with relief. In that moment, he grasped something profound yet unsettling - it wasn't that nothing had happened to them, but rather that nothing had happened to them... yet. He began to realize, with a heavy heart, the full extent of what had befallen his team—the haunting memorie
The Ascendance Deceiver Truth
Blood gushed from her shoulder, a crimson cascade that starkly contrasted with the allure of her emerald green eyes. Evelyn's glare, despite the pain and the shock, bore into Luvern with an intensity that matched the throbbing agony. A collective shockwave of disbelief rippled through the onlookers, Alayn included. The single bullet Luvern had fired had severed the veil of assumptions, revealing a side of him that none had anticipated. The knowledge of Evelyn's duplicity and the poison's presence in the food cans had prompted their vigilance, yet no one had fathomed the depths of Luvern's determination and the readiness he carried to protect. Luvern's persona, once synonymous with intellect and kindness, had unfurled an unexpected layer—one painted with the stark hue of raw determination. Amidst the turmoil, Aidan's voice pierced the tension, a voice grappling with the grim tableau. "Wait, wait. Are we certain she's an enemy?" His inquiry hung in the air, a question tinged with dou
The Ascendance Deceiver Win
"Finally, I can make it through this," Evelyn's inner voice echoed with a mixture of relief and pain. She clung to her wounded shoulder, beads of sweat tracing down her darkened visage and nape. Her gaze fixed on Alayn, a complex blend of emotions swirling in her eyes. "Luvern would be the ideal target, but his anger towards me is too intense," Evelyn's thoughts whispered in the depths of her mind, strategy forming like threads of a web. Her survival hinged on her next steps, her ability a weapon she wielded with calculated precision. In the midst of her contemplation, a faint purple hue touched her emerald eyes-an invocation of her power. Her gaze focused on Alayn, a chosen target under the moon's soft glow. The ability, a gift from her divine superior, Eternum—the God of Existence-unleashed its tendrils, ready to weave a new thread into the fabric of their reality. As she directed her ability toward Alayn, Evelyn's mind swirled with a mixture of strategy and reflection, navigatin
The Ascendance Deceiver Romance
"Contracts ?" Listening intently, Luvern's brows furrowed in a mix of confusion and realization as Alayn began recounting his discovery of the contracts. The tale unfolded, describing a seemingly mundane visit to a shop, yet the implications were anything but trivial. Alayn's voice remained steady, painting a picture of how he had initially dismissed the idea as irrelevant. A wry smile tugged at the corner of Luvern's lips. He couldn't help but appreciate Alayn's meticulous strategy, his ability to keep such a pivotal aspect hidden until the right moment. The team's dynamics were gradually coming into focus for everyone, and Evelyn's actions began to appear more insidious in contrast. Luvern's mind oscillated between Alayn's explanation of the contracts and his fervent desire to see Evelyn face the consequences of her actions. Despite acknowledging the prudence in Alayn's approach, Luvern couldn't entirely suppress the simmering anger that surged within him. The haunting memory of h
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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
