Alayn's gaze drifted upwards to the night sky, the moon casting an eerie glow over the surroundings as he explained his chilling plan. "When I first got my ability," he began, "I considered holding off on using it to potentially copy a more powerful one, like yours, for instance. But then, I saw Neo's ability to teleport objects from his hands to anywhere within his line of sight, and that's when that delightful idea hit me." Luvern, though seething with anger, remained silent, listening intently. He glanced occasionally at his team members, engaged in their own activities, and at Neo, deep in conversation with his sister Serene. Alayn's tone was now devoid of dark humor, his explanation delivered in a more contemporary manner. "You see, Mr. Luvern," he continued, "Neo's ability allows him to teleport objects to any place he can see. It doesn't specify that he has to see the destination. And that's where my plan took shape." The realization dawned on Luvern, his eyes widening sli
"Brother Alayn," Neo greeted Alayn with a warm smile as Luvern and Alayn approached the rest of the team. "We've resolved our little misunderstanding," Alayn replied with an equally friendly smile, casting a reassuring glance at his team members. Relief washed over their faces, especially Serene's, as they let go of the tension that had been building. Luvern stepped in, ready to explain Alayn's innocence in Evelyn's death, painting a picture of self-defense as she had attempted to attack Alayn. Lies flowed from his lips, but he saw no other choice in this situation with a micro explosive in his neck. "It's great that you sorted things out, but what's our next move? Are we moving on to the next phase?" Aria interjected, her voice alluring as she directed her gaze at Luvern. She waved her ability card in her hand as she spoke. Alayn had seen three ability cards thus far, including his own, but this was the first time he had glimpsed the back of someone else's card. Observing the bac
With a puzzled expression, Alayn accepted the life orb from Liam, fully expecting it to vanish into his sub-space like the daggers and his ability card had earlier. However, his anticipation turned into bewilderment as he discovered that it wouldn't obey his command. While he successfully sent the life orb from his hand into his sub-space, an unexpected twist occurred - another one of the life orbs, acquired from both Liam and Evelyn in previous encounters, instantly materialized back in his hand. The realization struck like a thunderbolt - three life orbs simply couldn't coexist within his sub-space simultaneously. Just as Alayn grappled with this revelation, Solarael's calm voice interjected, shedding light on an overlooked rule. As both Aurelia and Liam prepared to hand over their life orbs, Solarael's words carried the weight of authority. He elucidated that a person's sub-space could harbor only one life orb at any given moment. No amount of effort could change this fact. "You
"You can call me... Puppeteer," the man with the distorted face replied, his cheek muscles stretching in what appeared to be a smile. As Evelyn's memories slowly returned to her, she straightened herself up. The moment of her death had been erased from her memories, thanks to the effects of the life orb. Nevertheless, she had a vague idea of who might have killed her, and she knew that she had been brought back to life by this mysterious individual before her. "Puppeteer, you say?" Evelyn repeated, withdrawing her hand from the counter. With a peculiar yet measured smile, the man in the gray coat acknowledged her words. "Yes, that's what I'm called in this realm," he confirmed, his deep voice carrying an air of secrecy. Evelyn, her initial confusion slowly giving way to curiosity, took a step closer. "First and foremost, thank you for bringing me back to life," she said, her gratitude genuine but cautious. She was keenly aware that she owed this stranger her current existence, yet
Emerging from thin air, Alayn found himself back in the waiting room he had occupied before the first phase of the game began. His attire had transformed from the long coat, white shirt, black tie, and black pants to the familiar clothes he had worn throughout the initial phase: a gray hoodie, blue denim pants, and white and black sneakers. Upon his arrival, Alayn cast his gaze around the room, hoping to discover it empty. To his chagrin, his entire team awaited him. "Brother Alayn!" Neo exclaimed, leaping up from the ground and abandoning his seated position to rush over to Alayn with an exuberant smile. Approaching Alayn, he initiated a stylish handshake that Alayn effortlessly reciprocated, their hands clapping together in intricate patterns. "You've finally arrived," Luvern remarked, his tone carrying a trace of irritation. Serene sat beside him, her expression as serene as her name. Luvern shot Alayn a brief, cold glance, adjusting his glasses on his nose with his right index
Approaching the majestic round table, Alayn decided to occupy a seat on one of the tall golden chairs randomly. Spotting Aidan in one of the chairs, Alayn chose the seat next to him, glancing around as the others also settled into their respective places. "This is truly something, isn't it? I feel like royalty right now, even though our space is somewhat limited," Aria broke the silence with her enchanting voice, capturing everyone's attention. As she spoke, her eyes roamed the waiting room, showering praise on its mesmerizing beauty. "Yeah, I couldn't agree more. It's as if we're in the drawing room of a royal palace from one of those novels. I've only ever read about places like this," Serene joined Aria in her admiration, her innocent eyes sparkling with delight as she surveyed the room. Luvern couldn't help but smile as he observed his sister, clearly enjoying her newfound camaraderie with the team. Yet, he harbored reservations, fearing that Serene's growing trust in her teamma
"Soul contract orb?" "Yeah, I want another one," Alayn replied to Solarael, his eyes subtly glancing toward Luvern, who stood nearby. "Yeah, sure. You know the price." "150 credits, right. I've got it." With a snap, Solarael deducted 150 credits and materialized the brownish orb from thin air, passing it to Alayn, amusement dancing in his eyes as he anticipated Alayn's next move. "Another one?" Luvern asked, eyeing Alayn with a hint of suspicion. "He really caught onto that little detail just as I wanted, heh," Alayn mused silently as he held the brown glowing orb, one similar to the one he used to make a contract with Evelyn as the Puppeteer. "Yeah. I used one of these before. Trust me, you would love to know who I made a contract with," Alayn replied with a slight smile, casually tossing the orb up and catching it with his right hand. "Can't you just tell me now?" Luvern asked, his usual irritated expression directed at Alayn. He knew that it couldn't be a good thing if Alay
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