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The Greedy NPC Who Refused The Plot

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Cassian Vale was just another NPC. He was a traveling merchant with a taste for gold, a love for chaos, and a strict rule about staying out of trouble. His life was simple: sell rare items, hand out quests, and watch the world go by. Then some overenthusiastic players pulled him into a monster attack he never wanted to join. In one careless moment and with one forbidden skill, Cassian transformed from just a merchant. Guilds rose against each other, markets crumbled, and the world started to notice the NPC who should have been harmless but wasn’t. Equipped with a mysterious system that predicts outcomes, calculates profits, and tracks player actions, Cassian learns that being mid-tier in power doesn’t matter when your brain is sharper than everyone else’s. With sarcasm as sharp as his strategies and greed guiding him, he manipulates guilds, players, and events for fun, profit, and survival while staying ahead of those who think they can control him. However, every small manipulation leaves behind a trace, and the world is watching. As chaos spreads from city to city and guild to guild, one question arises: can Cassian Vale survive the storms he creates, or will the hunters finally catch the NPC who refuses to follow the rules?
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