Lord of the Mysteries

The Blue Avenger was like a leaf on the surface of the undulating waves of the Sonia Sea. At times, it was raised high and sometimes low from the ebbing of the waves, but there was no sign of it being at risk of capsizing.

Alger Wilson stood in the captain cabin, his back to the shelves of red and white wine, as he subconsciously paced around.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and returned to the mahogany desk with a grim expression. He removed the brass sextant, found a piece of paper and a pen, and leaned over to draw the complex, mysterious symbol given to him by The Fool.

With a Seafarer’s memory, Alger quickly completed the first step of the sacrificial ritual.

Then, he opened the drawer and took out a candle. He set up the ritual according to the dualism principles and placed a candle above the symbol that was formed by the combination of the Pupil-less Eye and the partial contorted lines. One candle was placed in the middle that represented the person making the sacrifice.

After cleaning up all the items on the table, Alger condensed pure water in the palm of his hand and wiped the altar clean. He then used the silver dagger from the ceremony to create a sealing wall that surrounded his desk.

After doing all this, he used his spirituality to light up the two candles and retreated a few steps under the dim light.

Taking a deep breath, Alger lowered his head and recited in ancient Hermes,

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era,

“You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;

“You are the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

“Your devoted servant prays for your attention,

“I pray for you to take his offerings.

“I pray for you to open the gates to your Kingdom.”

…

This ancient incantation reverberated within the wall of spirituality, stirring up spiraling gales as they swept forth with the force of nature.

It was the oldest sacrificial language created by human Beyonders, and it contained many mysteries itself. However, it lacked sufficient protection for the user.

Bearing with the pain that was akin to having knives slicing across his skin, Alger took out a small dark brown glass bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured out a lot of sesame-shaped granules.

These granules swirled with a metallic luster and exuded an indescribable sense of beauty.

Alger scattered these granules into the wind.

Whoosh!

The gale grew stronger but was no longer tempestuous. It was dyed in two separate colors—silver and black.

two differently-colored winds were infused into the candle flame that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and tearing open an illusory ordinary-sized door. Its surface was carved with the same symbol that

his high-back chair. He could feel the spirituality in the air

Klein suddenly had a premonition and immediately spread out his spirituality, infusing

Creak!

the insubstantial sounds, the blurry door

illusory door, formed out of wind and light, open. Behind it was deep darkness formed from an innumerable number of almost

involuntarily tremble. It was a deep fear,

gland that he had long prepared. He held it with both hands, and, with his head bowed, he raised the palm-sized object which was

suction force.

head until he heard the

“You did well.”

my honor,” Alger answered without any

door had disappeared. The gale had

said to himself silently, In the beginning, only people could be pulled into the world above the gray fog… After a while, responses could be made by listening to prayers… Now, sacrifices and bestowment can be performed… Mr. Fool is freeing himself from his predicament one step at a time, and bit by bit, will he enter the real

guess or conclusion frightened and worried Alger, but he also felt a bit of

member of the Tarot Club — one

…

Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were reflected on his face as

and a strong sense of accomplishment filled his heart, causing him to reveal

even more miraculous… After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and

was no longer able to sit quietly on the edge of the bed. She would restlessly flip through the books by her bed and from time to time, scrutinize herself

was looking forward to the completion of The Hanged Man’s sacrificial ritual, but she

Or perhaps, I should go tease the dog? However, Susie can talk and think, so she’s an entity with her own dignity.

before her eyes, and in the depths of the fog, there

a smile, “Miss Justice, the attempt

As expected of Mr Fool! Audrey forgot The Hanged Man’s role in this matter. She held back her

joined the Tarot Club, but back then, she didn’t know which materials could be considered to contain spirituality. She had merely moved them from the family treasury

nodded slightly and said, “When do you plan

that there are no

dog count… Audrey looked at the tightly-shut door, feeling

do

Klein tersely acknowledged.

the same as I described previously. All you need to do is change

servant prays for

to open the

you

this, use the

over, fighting the urge to nod,

than the starry sky appeared, Audrey

the mysterious world I’ve always been pursuing. This is the kind of

the Goddess, but for The Fool, it’s worship. Audrey silently explained herself in her