Lord of the Mysteries

Cynthia could vaguely sense the deep pain and helplessness inside Admiral Amyrius’s heart. Without speaking further, she hugged him tightly and used her company to calm his mood.

After a simple dinner, Klein took a hot bath and entered the quietest guest room once again. He got into bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Klein knew that with him having fully immersed himself in the “character” of Admiral Amyrius, Amyrius’s helplessness towards fate and the pain he needed to hide had resonated with his past experiences.

If I hadn’t figured out the concept of getting into character and being detached, then I might’ve lost myself… Heh heh, this is like some actors in my past life. They get too into character and are unable to detach themselves from it, causing them to suffer from mental problems… And to a Beyonder, mental problems might end up magnified… As Klein wallowed in his gloom, he got to learn what kind of person he was.

I never expected that a navy admiral who enjoys a high standing, a demigod saint, would still be faced with such helpless and painful experiences… Strength can bring abundance, but it’s not a solution to everything… Everyone wears masks, and this is the truest side of a demigod… Klein watched as the crimson moonlight turned brighter, dyeing all the furniture in the room red.

At that moment, through the resonating feelings with Admiral Amyrius’s experience and the contrasting differences, as well as the experience from his previous acting, Klein established a more multifaceted and realistic image of Amyrius. He also gained a clearer picture of his blurry self.

A person who’s very sentimental;

A person from Earth, but to a certain extent, a person who has been reconstructed into a new person because of the fusion with Klein Moretti’s memory fragments;

A person who didn’t spend too much time with the Nighthawks but has had that period of time deeply influence his actions and choices;

A person who tries to play safe and is afraid of danger but is able to change his mind at the critical moment;

A person who truly wants to skive, eat delicious food, travel, and enjoy life, but he has no choice but to be busy with more important matters;

A person who likes beautiful women, but he doesn’t give himself up to pleasure to keep to his principles;

A person who loves money but is willing to spend large sums of money for his siblings;

A person who hides his pain inside while showing a smile to others;

A person who’s used to lampooning inwardly but appears gentlemanly on the surface;

A person who can overcome his psychological traumas but never crosses his bottom line;

A person who feels embarrassed for his acting;

…

He’s also a guardian, a miserable wretch that is constantly fighting against threats and madness! the corners of Klein’s mouth curled up as he silently added.

These thoughts flashed through his mind as he seemed to come into contact with his true “self.”

Without realizing it, Klein fell asleep, his body and mind at peace.

…

master bedroom, Cynthia had also fallen

a nightgown with her legs bare. She had a few layers of her blanket in between her legs

subconsciously scratched her skin, forming red streaks across

she saw the illusory and surreal sea of stars, as

it as she could

…

he still had an

I have such a dream? He frowned as

a sexual relationship with her. He even dreamed of the naked body of Demoness of Pleasure Sharon, the exquisite doll-like Miss Sharron, Miss Justice whose looks were relatively blurry, Trissy Cheek, Tracy, and all the beautiful women he

normal response from suppressing his body when recently faced with temptation, but as a Seer, a dream had

and realized he was still erect, semen flooding out from his penis and causing

external influence… There’s an enemy! Klein was alarmed

the same time, he cautiously got out of bed and quickly changed

Creeping Hunger on him, equipping him with potent self-preservation

of the present situation, Klein didn’t attempt to head above the gray fog. He continued viewing

the door and reached out his hand to

instant, he seemed to finally find the connection with the real world as he heard the chaos and din outside

were clear chewing sounds, debaucherous moaning, angry roaring, and

exactly happened? Everything was normal just moments ago! Klein gulped a

observe the situation outside the villa every day and had

bodyguards? Where’s Secretary Luan? Klein found the entire ordeal strange and terrifying the more he considered

and made the deep domineering aura emanate, repressing the unease that was

left hand, Klein twisted the handle and

took a step forward, he saw a red-vested

attendant had many cooked and raw food placed in front

that seemed to have just stopped struggling,

always envied your

stomach was different from before. It was bloated as

arms and bit into the raw Dragon-Bone Fish, forcefully ripping out

of his mouth as his chewing sounds sent a chill down

mouth. His bloated stomach trembled as though he would blow up at any

restrict one’s appetite… Klein observed the attendant carefully, and for some

too much time thinking or making attempts to rescue the attendant who was ravenously consuming the food. This

moved his feet and followed his spiritual intuition’s guidance, carefully walking towards the master

was sitting on the other as she

shook the maidservant beneath her as she hurriedly urged her, “Quick, quickly praise

“Quick, quickly praise me!”