Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 363 362 Hometown
"Where...is this?"

The tarot cards that had been floating in mid-air disappeared, and the "Magician" card was placed on the middle-aged man's left.

The blood-red glass bead, tainted by the corruption of the fallen Mother Goddess, which had been hovering in front of the middle-aged man, began to roll once more. It came close to the "Magician" card, slowly sank, and merged into the card.

In the card, a figure holds a scepter in his right hand pointing to the sky, while his left hand hangs down pointing to the ground. Behind him are items such as the Holy Grail, scepter, sword, and pentagon, and a blood-red full moon rises slightly, giving the entire card a slightly eerie and terrifying feel.

Mr. "Mistake" sat leisurely in a high-backed chair, while Mr. "Door" first looked around, his initial confusion quickly turning into surprise and bewilderment.

He looked at Mr. "Mistake" sitting at the head of the long bronze table.

"Amon?"

But this angel king, who was once a high-ranking nobleman of the Tudor Empire in the Fourth Age and had worked with Amon for a long time, quickly denied his idea: "No, you are not Amon."

Some things gradually surfaced from the scattered memories, and He murmured to himself, lost in his own memories.

"No, no... Amon has fallen to Sequence 2, His authority has been dispersed, His uniqueness and corresponding extraordinary characteristics have been taken away... Are you the new blasphemer?"

"Yes, judging from the current situation, that's certainly true."

Mr. "Mistake" did not deny it: "Mr. 'Door,' do you still remember what happened to you?"

What happened to me?
The fragmented memories, coupled with the corruption of the fallen Mother Goddess, left "The Door" mostly in a daze. Only then, controlled by his newly born self-awareness, did "The Door" realize that what he should examine now was his own state.

"No, why am I here? I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be here..."

“If I leave…if I leave…they will invade…no, I can’t leave…”

The confusion in a middle-aged man's thinking stems from an incomplete spirit and the adverse effects produced by a pieced-together body.

Sitting quietly at the bottom of the long bronze table, Tang, who had transformed himself into an "unobservable" state, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, made a wish to himself, and performed a miracle.

Mr. Door's unstable state was temporarily calmed down. He stretched out his hand, looked at his arm which had become much younger, and was somewhat stunned.

"This……"

Seemingly realizing something, Mr. "Door" was once again in a daze.

The unreal illusion made Him feel as if He was just having a dream that He wouldn't normally have.

Dreams, what wondrous things, what longed-for things...

Come to think of it, how long has it been since He last dreamed?

One year? Ten years? A hundred years? It's been a very long time, He's almost forgotten...

I can't dream, I can't dream, maybe it's just a dream... Maybe I really can relax a bit, I'm so tired, so very tired...

When the dream ended, He was still shrouded in darkness, lightning, and the ocean. The blood-red moon hanging high above His head fueled the malice within Him, making Him fight Him endlessly, right?
Relax, it should be fine, right?
No, no, I can't dream! There's no time! What will that guy do with this opportunity?! Wake up! Wake up now!

I can't dream... Hometown... Hometown...

They wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run.

Those who return home can never truly return to their hometown.

"It's so real...it really is...so real..."

A clear, glistening liquid slid down Mr. Door's eye and dripped onto the bronze table.

He stood there, stunned, his memories resurfacing, and all the chaotic thoughts were gradually piecing together a complete "person".

"I'm so tired...really, so tired..."

"If this is a dream..."

Let it grow a little longer...

Just a little while, okay?
He murmured to himself, and after a long while, he realized that this was not a dream.

Is it not a dream?

He was startled and turned his gaze back to Mr. "Mistake".

Clearly, Mr. "Door" knew of Amon's fall and the birth of a new blasphemer.

Or rather, under the spiritual corruption of the Fallen Mother Goddess, even though the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms tried their best to maintain the integrity of the seal, the Fallen Mother Goddess's power still kept Mr. "Door" adrift on the edge of the world.

The poor creature trapped in darkness and storms can, at certain moments, approach the real world and observe certain things.

"It was you. What did you do?"

"Yes, I snatched you from that person's hands."

Mr. Error didn't hide what he had done before. He said, "I think you should have guessed where this is."

Who that refers to is perhaps known better in this world than Mr. Door, or Bethel Abraham.

A stiff, chaotic mind began to think, and Mr. "Door" swept across the gray mist around him.

They snatched people from the clutches of the fallen Mother Goddess and returned unharmed, amidst this boundless, greyish-white mist...

Yuanbao.

The essence corresponding to the three paths of thief, diviner, and apprentice is one of the necessary conditions for becoming the Lord of Mysteries, the Beacon of Destiny, and the King of Time and Space.

Only the Source Castle, and the Angel King who controls one of these three paths, have the possibility of snatching people from the clutches of the Fallen Mother Goddess without being corrupted and eroded by her, thus preventing the real world from being polluted prematurely.

Mr. Door quickly calmed down. He sat in the high-backed chair, looked at Mr. Error, and his expression returned to peace. He realized something and sorted out his fragmented and incoherent memories.

In my memory, ever since He left this place to travel to the stars and returned from the stars, He seemed to have started to act strangely.

Within Him, a personality that does not belong to Him, nor to the Celestial Venerable, is silently awakening. That personality shares His abilities, His anchor points, and everything about Him, yet it also constantly influences His thoughts and spirit.

During his long-term spiritual confrontation with the Celestial Venerable, Mr. "Men" was unaware of the unexpected changes that had occurred within him.

The spirit was blinded, and everything went down the wrong path.

That unknown personality silently fed on His flesh and blood, growing and thriving.

By the time He realized something was wrong, things had already progressed to a point where He couldn't salvage the situation. From a certain point in time, His consciousness began to experience long, inexplicable blanks, His thoughts became disjointed, and even when He was conscious, many things began to spiral out of control, as if He were a puppet on someone else's strings, with every move controlled by the puppet.

He did not do what he should have done, but did what he should not have done.

Until he was sealed away by the Lord of Storms and the Goddess of Night, he saw the blood moon that was born in the darkness because of him.

Only then did He realize that He had been corrupted by the spirit of the Fallen Mother Goddess, His thoughts had fallen, His soul had been reborn, and a new personality, subservient to the Fallen Mother Goddess, had taken control of His body and was growing stronger and stronger, becoming increasingly difficult for Him to control.

The consciousness belonging to the Celestial Venerable was suppressed, and only now did He think of resisting... How ridiculous.

Perhaps the Lord of Storms and the Goddess of Night sensed something was wrong, which is why they banished Him, who was becoming increasingly out of control.

Can……

Mr. "Door" realized that even though he had been sealed by the Lord of Storms and the Goddess of Night, and the power of the Fallen Mother Goddess had been strengthened, creating a barrier that caused a blood moon to appear in the sky, His power could still indirectly affect the extraordinary individuals on the Apprentice Path.

The influence of high-sequence extraordinary beings on low-sequence extraordinary beings is quite significant, let alone the Angel King who has mastered the uniqueness of this path.

Pollution is contagious, especially by the Mother Goddess who holds the power over "life".

Through the power of bloodline and lineage, those Abrahams connected to Him by blood and following the same path will become believers in the fallen Mother Goddess, turning into time bombs that affect the world.

As Mr. "Door" grew increasingly confused, he strengthened the seal, attempting to completely seal himself away and thwart the Fallen Mother Goddess's conspiracy.

But the other newly formed personality was too powerful. As the same self, the seal that He created could also be broken by the other newly formed personality. He began to try to create more and more difficult-to-break seals. At first, it was somewhat effective, but later, the seals were broken at an increasingly faster speed, and He had less and less time to be conscious...

In the long, centuries-long tug-of-war, Mr. "Door," who had long lost his anchor, could feel that his self-awareness was becoming weaker and weaker, and that he was finding it increasingly difficult to control his thoughts.

The power of the Fallen Mother Goddess is increasing, the barrier is constantly weakening, and the power she provides to the newborn personality is becoming increasingly difficult for Him to resist.

Those Abrahams who are connected to Him by blood will become followers of the fallen Mother Goddess in His corrupted hands...

Having known for a thousand years that he could not achieve victory, he could only make more preparations.

In another voice of His, as He penetrated the seal and influenced the spiritual ramblings of Abrahams, He constantly mixed in roars of "Don't save me!" and "Exile me!" in an attempt to make those people hear Him.

One good news, one bad news.

The bad news is that, influenced by the fallen Mother Goddess, no one can hear the roar of the ego hidden within that mad cry.

It was still a cry for help, still a plea for someone else to rescue Him, the biggest ticking time bomb.

The good news is that this rambling has been distorted, mixed with thoughts and pollution, and because He Himself has deliberately stopped controlling it and even helped to amplify its spiritual influence, it has caused problems one after another for the Abrahams who heard the rambling.

Those Abrahams who were expected to help Him break the seal died in agony, and those descendants who could hear His babbling could not withstand the endless spiritual pollution and madness, and died one after another in various indescribable forms.

From Sequence 2 Planeswalkers to Sequence 4 Arcane Wizards, and even Sequence 5 and Sequence 6.

The pollution was worsening, and the uncontrollable roars were killing one extraordinary member of the Abraham family after another.

The Abraham family declined rapidly.

Can Mr. "Door" sense the fear, madness, and helplessness of his descendants in their final moments?

He can.

Those Abrahams who once stood before Him like children cried out helplessly. They heard a cry for help coming from Him, and they truly wanted to save Him.

But it was too late. They left no last words. Upon hearing the shouts, they were corrupted, went mad and out of control, and then, unable to withstand the mental influence, died quickly.

Even at the very last moment, after hearing the cry for help, "Save me," they still wanted to rescue this madman who had been infected by madness and banished by the other side.

Is He in pain?

Yes.

Did He regret it?

No.

The newly formed personality is constantly tempting him:

"Why make them suffer so much? If they have faith in the Mother, they will naturally all be the Mother's children."

"All things fall back to their roots, coming from the mother and ultimately returning to the mother's embrace. Wouldn't it be better to let them believe in the mother?"

"Can't you see how much they're suffering? Aren't they your children? You just kill them like this, one, two, an entire family is ruined. Look, after losing the vast majority, those high-sequence members who can hear your voice are becoming more and more miserable. They are terrified. So many of them have died... Can you bear it?"

While Mr. "Door" is in a tug-of-war with his newly formed personality, he can sometimes hear the suppressed, excited, and teasing voice of his new personality.

The newly born personality was urging Him to give up resistance and return to the embrace of the Mother Goddess.

The Great One, the Mother of All Living Things, is the common source of all things and all life.

They are part of the mother.

"Give up, Bethel, return to your mother's embrace. We are all her children..."

“Give up, let them stop suffering, restore the glory of the Abraham family. We are the Mother’s followers, we are the ones who should stand at the top of this world…”

Mr. Door is getting weaker and weaker.

In this sealed land, although the power of the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms suppresses the Fallen Mother Goddess, she remains isolated and helpless.

The newly formed consciousness within grew stronger and stronger. Although the power that the Fallen Mother Goddess had infiltrated into the seal was not much, it was still strengthening this new consciousness.

Furthermore, He was able to cooperate with the consciousness of the Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Mysterious Yellow, which remained within His own extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness, to jointly fight against the increasingly powerful new personality.

However, things are getting increasingly difficult...

The Celestial Venerable's will cannot be erased, but the Fallen Mother Goddess, who is also one of the pillars, wants to fight against the Celestial Venerable's remaining spiritual will within an Angel King. Even if she influences him from afar, it will only push the isolated and helpless "Door" Mr. further and further into the abyss of no return.

He resisted the newborn personality, roaring as he killed those who could hear his ramblings.

I can't hear you! You can't save me!
Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!

We absolutely must not let Him come to this planet!!

This is my hometown! This is truly my hometown!
(End of this chapter)