Lord of the Mysteries

Waiting for cake? That really wasn’t an answer that I was expecting… Of course, if I was able to anticipate the answer of a mental patient, wouldn’t that mean that I was almost there myself… The thought flashed through Klein’s mind. He maintained his relaxed smile as if he was chatting with a friend.

“Who’s going to send you a cake?”

Hood Eugen’s expression fell instantly, his face long and depressed.

“No, there’s no cake… There’s no cake!

“You stole my cake!”

His voice suddenly became shrill as he glared angrily at Klein.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, he let out a shout and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Following which, he leaped from his mattress while salivating. He closed in on Klein with one step and extended his hands, attempting to grab onto Klein’s shoulders. He wanted to drag Klein towards him and bite him.

Despite the sudden attack, Klein reacted quickly despite appearing a little flustered. He instantly bent his knee and squatted. At the same time, he tilted his body to the side and raised his left arm.

Oof!

His shoulder slammed into Hood Eugen’s abdomen, causing Hood’s eyes to turn white and drool to drip from his mouth.

But Hood Eugen didn’t stop moving. He allowed the momentum to carry him down as he opened his arms in an attempt to pull Klein into a bear hug.

Klein tilted his body to the side and rolled over, his movements were smooth as though he had practiced them hundreds of times.

He pushed against the ground with his right hand and stood up with a somersault. He decided to go on the offensive and charged forward to restrain his opponent.

But at that moment, Hood Eugen only stood there blankly, his eyes losing focus, becoming vacant and lost.

Klein froze for a moment. He turned his head towards the corner of the room, only to see Dunn Smith, wearing a black windbreaker and matching hat, with his hands clasped tightly together and looking down.

The Captain has dragged Hood Eugen into a dream… Upon realizing this, he stopped his subsequent attack and took the opportunity to take out the silver ritual dagger that couldn’t harm anyone. He used it to create a wall of spirituality which sealed the ward.

Klein then took out three candles infused with mint and placed them on the window in a triangular formation. One candle signified the Evernight Goddess, another the Mother of the Secrets, and the last represented himself.

Soon after, he set up a simple altar and used his spirituality to ignite the candles.

Just as he was about to warn the Captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled.

“Hood Eugen’s dreams are a sea of chaos. There’s no way to guide it.”

sentence, a luster returned to Hood Eugen’s eyes. It was

the insane Psychiatrist moved his waist, letting

he remained quiet. He picked up a metal

night vanilla, Slumber flower, and chamomile into the flames of the candle representing himself, allowing the serene aroma to spread

Eugen’s nervousness, anger, and relief completely vanished. He languidly sat down again on the edge of his bed and looked out at the crimson moon outside the window in a daze. His eyes once

the night. He set the Amantha extract down and sat beside Hood Eugen. He wanted to find something to break down

could he use the Eye of

professional Spirit Medium… He had already thought of an idea before coming.

set of cards only had the twenty-two Major Arcana, so it was easy to carry

to kill undead beings. Their patterns were complicated and gorgeous, making Klein feel like they were a collector’s item and not

one hand and smiled at

some card

his gaze from outside the window as he repeated

placing the deck of tarot cards into Hood’s palm with a sincerity that

actions, trying his hardest to cut the deck with one hand

the mental patient was slowly drawn to the hard yet flexible, beautifully textured cards in his hand. He flipped over the first

hands tied. He was hanging

the Eye of the

an intoxicated feeling to anyone who took

his vision losing its focus. The deck of tarot cards

remained sitting

against the medicine’s dreamy effects of turning light-headed and ethereal. He took out another metal bottle from his pocket and twisted the cap open before pouring the blue

Sedative Agent!

his gullet, and into his stomach. Klein instantly felt unusually awake, without any sense of

other essential oil extracts and herb powders, dripping them onto the two candles

fog, he took two steps back and solemnly murmured in Hermes, “I

pray for the power of the

pray for the

pray that you would allow me to communicate with the spirituality of the Beyonder beside me,

…

reverberated around the room, and Klein saw the

didn’t avoid them, nor did he guard against them. He allowed the dark

leave the protection of his body and enter a space akin to deep space. All around him was boundless, silent darkness. The sky above him was

no

as he had this thought, a foggy world appeared before him. It was a world enveloped by a faint tornado of

that represented his Body of Heart and Mind. Thus,

countless specks of light pelting him. He heard the

were very chaotic and lacked any sense of logic. Some included praises for the elegance of some lady, then it turned into a description of the feeling