Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 32
Klein looked at dark-blue gelatinous liquid, finding it hard to describe it as either a block or cup of liquid. He swallowed his saliva and said in great difficulty, “Am I to drink it just like that?
“Is there no need for any other preparations? Like a ritual, an incantation, or a prayer?”
Old Neil acknowledged tersely before saying, “Preparation? There is. Get a cup of Intis Aurmir grape wine, suck on a Desi cigar, then whistle a relaxing tune, and dance a upbeat court dance. You can do a tap dance if you prefer that. Finally, play a round of Gwent cards…”
When he saw Klein’s expression turn dumbfounded, Old Neil laughed and summarized what he had just said.
“If you feel nervous.”
…You are quite humorous, aren’t you…? The corners of Klein’s mouth twitched as he resisted the urge to draw his gun.
He put his cane down and extended his right hand. As though he held something heavy, he raised the opaque cup. The smell of the potion was faint and seemingly ethereal.
“Lad, do not hesitate. The more you hesitate, the more nervous and afraid you will be. That will only affect the absorption that follows,” said Old Neil with his back facing Klein. It was as though he had said it casually.
It was unknown when he arrived by the nearby water basin. He turned on the tap and washed his hands.
Klein nodded silently and took a deep breath. Just like he was back when he was a child, he pinched his nose and drank it like medicine. He moved the opaque cup to his mouth and tipped his head, drinking it down with a gulp.
A cool and smooth feeling quickly filled his oral cavity. It then flowed through his gullet and into his stomach.
The sticky, dark-blue liquid seemed to grow out thin and long tentacles, bringing stimulation and coldness to every cell in Klein’s body.
He could not help but convulse as his vision rapidly went into a blur. All colors seemed to saturate. The reds were redder, the blues were bluer, and the blacks were blacker. The rich colors blended like an impressionist painting.
Klein had seen such a scene before. It was back when he was questioned by the Spirit Medium, Daly.
At that moment, his vision became a blur and although his mind felt light, it was clear. He felt like a castaway floating in the sea.
Slowly, his surroundings turned discernible. All the colors returned to their original as a grayish and blurry fog emanated.
Around him were bodies he found difficult to describe. There were transparent objects that did not seem to exist. Deep down, there were clean light clusters of different colors. The light seemed to possess life or contain immense knowledge.
This is a little similar to what I saw during the luck enhancement ritual… As Klein instinctively looked down, he realized that ‘he’ was still standing in his original spot, body convulsing.
Suddenly, he came to a realization, causing his consciousness to sink abruptly and fuse with him.
Boom!
The fog quickly dissipated as the colors restored to normal. The bright, clear halo and the inexistent objects instantly vanished.
The scene in the alchemy room returned to normal, but Klein felt his head swell. He felt like it was being yanked apart. Whatever he saw had countless afterimages. His ears were overwhelmed by an ethereal murmur.
“Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea…”
Klein felt a stabbing pain at his forehead as he quickly had thoughts of causing destruction to vent the discomfort in him.
and hurriedly shook his
things you did not use to hear?” said Old Neil, at his
I do?” Klein
Old Neil chuckled.
seepage of the potion’s energy. You lack the means to control it. Alright, do as I say. Think of an object in your mind, something common. Make it simple and
his own halved top hat woven from black silk.
Keep repeating that while creating the outlines. Does it feel a little better?” Old Neil’s
bit by bit to the imagined top hat. He felt the murmurs subside into a whisper before they vanished.
after calming his mind of chaotic emotions and
down at his body and
with half-anticipation and half-doubt, asking, “I
Neil pulled out a mirror-like mercury plate and shoved it
“Look at your eyes.”
that he was wearing a black top hat. His outline stood out and his facial features looked normal. Apart from having his face covered in sweat, he
followed Old Neil’s instruction and carefully looked at his eyes. Only then did he discover that his brown eyes had deepened quite significantly. It was so
recognized as black. Without looking very carefully, even Klein
to converge your power, your eyes will return to normal.” Old Neil smiled as he reached out his right hand. “Congratulations, our new Beyonder,
and shook it. “Mr. Neil, when
for Beyonders,” said Old Neil with a smile. “Just now, producing an object in your mind to divert your
his eyes and once again, his mind
seemed to be more easily focused than before. Soon, random thoughts
somewhat blank. Exchange the object you imagined. Use something that does not exist in this
then can you exceed the concept of ‘I.’ The limitless ‘I’ will be become one with the universe, giving you the ability to see and understand the truth. You will obtain knowledge only you yourself can understand. In the domain of mysticism studies, it’s called a Mystic Experience,” said Old Neil using
thin air… Would things from Earth count? Klein attempted using an earthy-green intercontinental missile he saw
he outlined it or imagined it, he
will work… Klein had no choice
sphere of light and then many
like an object of fantasy. Klein’s thoughts gradually turned ethereal
the bright clusters of light, and the complex colors
he looked down at
said Old Neil with a chuckle. “In that case, I’ll begin teaching you the most common, easiest
It made the spot where Klein was dark, but not to the point of
hands and place them in front of your eyes. Your
them open until you are accustomed to
He saw the silhouettes of his
is not bad, let’s continue.” Old Neil laughed. “Focus your gaze on a spot behind your hands. It has to be behind. Then, slowly move your fingers and maintain the
cast his gaze at an empty spot behind his palms. He then slowly moved his index fingers
Klein saw a fiery-red
let out a
chuckle. “No rush. Do it a few more times. After stabilizing it,
and forth while having his
levels. At its core is the Spirit Body, which
goal of Cogitation and the
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