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After deciding instead of doing something in the first timeline to do nothing I just waited a few more years while acting like an old man for them to evacuate everyone else then I went online to check how the people in the pods were doing in the game and waiting for Ouyang Shuo to die. Once he did I disconnected him from the game destroyed everything and remade it, except him and made his body younger while keeping his mind intact. Once I had done that it was time I entered the world. The first thing I did was to send two game cabins with a letter.

letter

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Hello Ouyang Shuo this is the one that sent you back here and I wish you to not waste this letter and this chance and give these to your adopted sisters also I will be there in the "game" in which I will meet you. Be prepared become a Lord and rule the game. I like you and your possibilities I will help you but do not disappoint you can't contact me but when the time is right I will contact you.

Anonymous

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Ouyang POV (starting lines of the book)

His mind still echoed with the events of the past, playing back over and over like some movie…

The sky was blood red, the battlefield torn and littered with broken arms and armor. Horses were screaming, almost human-like, and the wind was blowing, filling the air with the sickly sweet smell of spilled blood. Nobody was moving, they had settled into a tense confrontation. Life and death brothers that fought shoulder to shoulder a moment ago were now against each other in battle. In this moment, even the air seemed to have froze up.

Not far from the center of the fight lay the body of a large and hideous man, all stained with blood from a massive fight. He was Song Heitar, leader of the Black Wind House, a King-ranked expert, nineteenth on the most wanted list of the yamen. Below his corpse, the purple glow of a mighty treasure glowed around him, waiting to be claimed.

"Why?" Spoke a handsome young man, tall and straight, clad in strong armor and with powerful gear on him, holding his signature Cloud Dragon Halberd.

He was seriously injured, half kneeling on the ground, his bloody halberd keeping him upright as he leaned on it. Blood was pouring out of his chest, soaking into his armor. If one looked carefully, the wound was actually from a small, one-handed blade driven through his back into his chest, the handle broken off by a blow from his halberd.

Opposite him stood a middle-aged man, with a dark beard, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. The man wore a mithral chainmail, and held a golden lance, ready to fight at any moment. At the left side of his waist was an empty scabbard, cold and alone and seeming to shout out the cruelty of the reality of the situation.

"In order to live…a better life." The hoarse voice of the older man responded. His voice was firm, as if less to respond to the question than to convince himself of his own actions. After saying these words, he stopped speaking, calmly watching the young man die before him.

"Ha, for that?" The younger man's face was full of ridicule, pointing at the armor under the corpse. "Just for a Platinum-rank equipment, hahaha, really ridiculous." His voice became cold and sharp.

"I really did not expect that it had such a magic, to mess with people's minds like this. The one who'd always watched my back, my respected brother, turned and stabbed me for it. You were someone who was respected by everyone, and you gave up your dignity."

He was very weak, but his black eyes were still clear and sharp. But now, there was a lingering sense of self-condemnation within them that had not been there before.

"Big brother, no matter what, in the end, it is only a game. One day, we will have to leave here and go back to the real world. I did not expect…the end of our brotherhood, five years of friendship, to be worth even less than a mere precious equipment drop in the game."

"Sorry, Third Brother." His voice was still calm and unfeeling.

"Hahaha! 'Sorry'. Haha! So ridiculous. Big brother, this is the last time I will call you this. Greed is a sin; I do not blame you for it." The young man became unusually calm, his face without a trace of emotion upon it. His eyes were as bright as the sea, boundless and fathomless.

Those looking on recognized that face, which earned him his nickname, the Two-Faced Shura. When he was cold, he was terrifying to his foes; when he was warm, to his friends he was as fresh as a spring breeze.

"But the next time we meet, I will kill you," He said coldly to the older man.

He grabbed the sword impaling him, blood running from the palm of his hand. Face as calm as water, with no ripples upon it, he ignored the pain as he pulled. With a tearing of flesh, the sword was pulled free from his body. Blood sprayed out from his heart, a bloody flower gracing the battlefield for a quiet instant.

And the screen froze.

A bloody sky, a burst of blood sprinkling upwards towards heaven, so small, so stubborn. As if it were someone else, Ouyang Shuo silently watched as he fell to the ground and didn't stand up again, bleeding out and finally dying.

This was not the first time that Ouyang Shuo had reincarnated, but this was definitely the most painful time. Reincarnation meant starting over from scratch. Unlike other games, in this one, you lose everything when you die. Your character level starting back from zero, and your equipment lost. It was the most cruel death penalty.

"I will not be defeated by this betrayal. I will get back everything that I have lost." 

However during reincarnation it felt painless and dark. Which is odd because I know I had been betrayed.

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Ronin

I watch as Ouyang Shuo opens his eyes slowly as surprise shows on his face when he realizes that he is back in his apartment. Then Binger comes into his room and says she want breakfast. Then once he does that he checks online. At this point I'm getting rather annoyed that he hasn't checked outside yet, so I'll give him a little nudge to look outside.

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Ouyang

What the heck is knocking on my door?

As Ouyang opens the door there is a massive package with a letter on the top. Once he opens the letter and reads it through his eyes harden knowing the opportunity and help he is being given.

End of Ouyang POV

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Mhm that does it that should be all I need to do for now (Me too!)