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.

the 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

hazy door behind his high-back chair. He could

be working… Klein suddenly had a premonition and immediately spread out his spirituality, infusing it with

Creak!

the blurry

darkness formed from an innumerable number of almost invisible shadows. They were lustrous splendors encompassing massive amounts of knowledge. Situated above them was the

tremble. It was

picked up the Rainbow Salamander’s pituitary 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 constantly changing in color and

a suction force. He lost the slight tingling sensation

head until he heard the deep voice of

“You did well.”

my honor,” Alger

to see that the illusory door had disappeared. The gale had stopped, and the

a while, responses could

Alger,

Tarot Club — one of the earliest members…

…

the majestic palace above the gray fog, Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow

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

After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and sent his will to the crimson

bedroom, Audrey 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

ritual, but she was also afraid that the result

the dog? However, Susie can talk and think, so

time, a thick gray fog suddenly appeared before her eyes, and in the depths of the fog, there was a

said with a smile, “Miss Justice, the attempt was successful.

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

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 in accordance with the various

nodded slightly and said, “When do you

the premise that there are no Beyonders around

Audrey looked at the tightly-shut door, feeling a small tug at

can do

Klein tersely acknowledged.

as I described previously. All

prays

pray for you to open the gates

you to give

to this,

thought it over, fighting the urge to nod, and she began

and a scene even more illusory than the starry

is the kind of feeling I’ve always

The Fool, it’s worship. Audrey silently explained herself in her