It was almost midnight.


    A spinning wheel was rotating in front of Avinash, gradually slowing down. Avinash''s heart was pounding hard because it was about to Arrow stop on " Sword Skills." The speed was decreasing bit by bit. The arrow was just about to pass the skill sword slot. The speed had almost reached a standstill.


    Avinash''s joy knew no bounds. But to shatter his happiness, the wheel moved slightly and stopped. Avinash cursed loudly, "System, you mother f…!"


    Controlling his anger, Avinash looked at the reward in disappointment. It was a Dash Skill. Trying to console himself, Avinash thought, Fine, it''s not that bad.


    "Forget it. What else can I do anyway?"


    Another notification popped up: the skill was being adjusted.


    Speed Dash (Skill Rank - F):


    Using Mana, you can propel yourself forward with a burst of wind, covering up to 5 meters. (Cooldown: 3.0 seconds) Cost: 10 Mana.


    Seeing this, Avinash got up and literally banged his head against the wall.


    He recalled playing a game he had never even heard of before. He had screwed up the very first mission.In short his performence was fresh piece of shit.Somehow, he managed to complete the game, but the reward he got was a skill he didn''t even want. And later, even that skill got nerfed.


    And then, Avinash opened the window and jumped straight out.


    Somewhere else:


    Someone said, "Why is this black ninja costume so terrible? Couldn''t we have just stolen it in a normal way?"


    His partner, running alongside him, replied, "Look, first of all, black doesn''t show up well in the dark, and it also hides our identity. So stop complaining and run, Pig Bank!"


    "If we get caught, the soldiers will coat bamboo sticks with mustard oil and shove them up your ass. So stop babbling and focus on running."


    "And most importantly, call me by that name."


    Pig Bank, frustrated, said, "Stop calling me Pig Bank! And this is no time for jokes."


    Looking ahead, Pig Bank said, "Alright, Fake God, is this really going according to plan?"


    Both of them stopped. Standing in front of them was Victoria, along with some soldiers. Both were shocked.


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    Victoria, smiling, said, "Looks like you''ve been caught stealing. As stated in the laws of this kingdom, you will now be executed."


    "And that idea of coating bamboo sticks with mustard oil is quite good. It will be implemented soon."


    Both thieves stood frozen in their spots.


    Fake God said, "I think you shouldn''t be here because…"


    Suddenly, a loud explosion echoed in the distance.


    Fake God continued, "You should hurry, who knows? Maybe you can save your nameless potential hero before it''s too late."


    Victoria stood there in shock but quickly sprinted past them with incredible speed. Victoria didn''t have the time to waste on them.


    Many questions swirled in Victoria''s mind, like how these people knew about Nameless, what they wanted, and who they were. But what mattered more was keeping that hero alive.


    Fake God snapped, "Stupid Pig Bank! Don''t even think about moving, or you''ll end up in pieces."


    One of the soldiers growled, "Shut up!"


    Fake God replied, "Please give me a minute, you fool, because there''s a strings of traps set up here."


    Pig Bank retorted, "Do you have a plan? I don''t want to die because of some idiot who was obsessed with stealing."


    Fake God shot back, "Keep your mouth shut! Don''t forget you willingly joined me in this. We just need to get through the traps, and then we''re free."


    The soldiers standing in front of them were seething with anger. The thieves weren''t even taking them seriously. One of the soldiers, enraged, punched the wall, leaving a gaping hole. His companion yelled, "Is your father going to pay for that?"


    Before he could respond, the soldier suddenly collapsed, unconscious. One by one, all the soldiers dropped to the ground.


    Fake God smirked, "See? They''re useless. Now everyone''s attention will be on that explosion on the other side of the palace, and we..."


    Pig Bank cut him off, "Shut up! Stop wasting time and focus on clearing these traps. I don''t want some vampire or werewolf to turn me into minced meat for their feast."


    Fake God replied, "I already disarmed them. Let''s move quickly. We''ve already wasted 50 seconds, and we only have 1 minute and 12 seconds left to escape safely."


    As they ran, Pig Bank asked, "Are you sure we won''t run into anyone? If we accidentally encounter someone, we''re done for."


    Fake God reassured him, "Don''t worry. Not everyone has abilities. They''re pretty rare."


    Pig Bank countered, "But physically, they''re all much stronger than us."


    Fake God sighed, "Yeah, I know. That''s why we''re taking the safest route. Wait! Stop! We took the wrong turn. Someone''s here. We need to go left!"


    Pig Bank said, "Stop the nonsense! Freedom lies that way. If you lose focus at this critical moment, we''re done for."


    Fake God replied, "Quietly follow me." With that, he dashed ahead.


    A few moments earlier


    Avinash jumped out of the window. Unfortunately for him, his room was on the first floor. The unlucky flowers in the garden below were utterly ruined, but Avinash walked away unscathed. Poor flowers.


    To refresh his mood, Avinash strolled through the garden. Suddenly, an idea struck him to try out his new skill. He activated Dash, and a gust of wind swirled around him. In an instant, he was flung forward, skidding across the grass before landing in the bushes.


    As he crawled out of the bushes, he saw something shocking.


    In front of him were two people, carrying sacks in their hands, running like ninjas. They dashed past him in the blink of an eye.


    Fake God gave Avinash a quick wave and disappeared.


    As they ran, Pig Bank asked Fake God, "Are you sure that idiot will go there?"


    Fake God replied, "What choice do we have? They''re going to break in there tomorrow night. Be ready And most important thing don''t take him lightly"


    Meanwhile, Victoria had reached the site of the explosion. But what she saw left her speechless. Written before her eyes were the words April Fools.


    Another explosion was heard. Victoria turned toward the sound and exclaimed, "Majesty!" The explosions continued, one after another, leaving Victoria confused.


    It didn''t take long for her to realize she had been distracted. Furious with herself, she muttered that she should''ve severed their necks when she had the chance.


    She turned and sprinted back toward the thieves with incredible speed, faster than any human should be able to move.


    When she arrived, she saw all the soldiers unconscious.


    One hour later


    Victoria, filled with rage, shouted, "What do you mean you can''t track them?"


    One soldier replied, "My ability isn''t able to locate them, nor is anyone else''s. It''s as if…"


    Victoria finished his sentence, "They never exist in this world.Your abilities can''t even reach them. The Phantom Snake Ring… They managed to steal the artifact!"


    "How did they steal it right from under your noses? What were you even doing there?"


    Someone stepped forward and said, "Apologies, Royal Guard Commander. The South Squad was sent to suppress the rebellion."


    Victoria, consumed by fury, yelled, "You all are useless!"


    A calm voice spoke from behind, "Calm down. Such anger isn''t good for your health, Victoria."


    Victoria turned around in surprise and said, "Princess Isabella? You''ve returned?"


    Isabella smirked, her eyes glowing red. "No need to look so shocked. After all, I have some unfinished business to settle."