Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 364, Card 363: "The World"
After being freed from the spiritual pollution of the Fallen Mother Goddess, Mr. "Door" was clearly in much better condition.

The power of the miracle allowed Him to quickly break free from that cobbled-together spiritual pollution, the divinity that opposed the Celestial Being, and the negative emotions that had accumulated within Himself.

Watching Mr. "Door" weep uncontrollably, his expression shifting between pain, indifference, madness, and fear before finally settling into calm, Mr. "Mistake," seated at the head of the bronze table, waited until Mr. "Door" had completely settled before slowly speaking:
"That person's mental pollution cannot penetrate the Source Castle's blockade. It is still safe here for the time being. You don't need to worry about that person's pollution driving you into a state of madness again."

“But the end is nigh, Mr. Door. I think you should know that after the barrier is completely broken, even if the diviners, thieves, and apprentices are not the means that the Outer Gods covet, in order to prevent the appearance of the Lord of Mysteries, they will inevitably still target us.”

"Isn't that precisely the intention behind that secretly corrupting me?"

Over thousands of years, Mr. "Door" has been able to figure out many things.

Things He had previously overlooked resurfaced, and when reflecting on what happened in hindsight, those schemes became obvious.

Since the Fallen Mother Goddess did not want the Lord of Mysteries to be born, the Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristic and uniqueness that severs a path was the best choice.

Both Amun and Antigonus were difficult to kill, and He, who had a love for traveling the stars, became the best choice to prevent the birth of the Lord of Mysteries.

"Yes."

Mr. "Mistake" nodded.

He continued, “Your current state is special. It is just some uncontaminated fragments of your personality that I have peeled off from your original body through some special means. It is not stable.”

"Although under the authority of 'error,' this fragment of personality can be equated with the original body, I cannot influence Mr. 'Door,' who is still trapped in the storm, through you in the face of that person's constraints."

The Fallen Mother Goddess has already discovered the problem. It's not impossible for them to force a direct confrontation with the Fallen Mother Goddess and kill the completely corrupted "Door" Mr., but if they really want to do that, it means they will inevitably have to pay a higher price.

"Now, the 'Door' that was sealed by the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms has become a loyal follower of that person. As for the Apprentice Path, the Abrahams must be even more careful during the upcoming Blood Moon."

“The Abrahams…”

Without His intervention, the increased spiritual pollution caused all those who heard His voice to lose control and die. Soon, many believers of the fallen Mother Goddess will appear within the Abraham family.

Mr. Door opened his mouth and slowly said, "If they cannot withstand the pollution, killing them might also be a solution."

Mr. "Mistake" was just about to say, "I've already had someone take care of it, so you don't need to worry":
"??"

Wait, Mr. "Door," what kind of inappropriate words are you saying?
He blinked, straightened his black silk hat, and wondered if he had misheard.

Mr. "Mistake," wondering if he was hallucinating, glanced absently at the bottom of the bronze table, while Tang looked on in horror, as if wondering, "What the hell is this?"

He instantly understood what Tang was thinking.

Conservatives think radicals are too conservative, while radicals think conservatives are a bit too radical.
Ah, as expected of a mystical world with crazy underlying rules.

Tang quickly verified the situation with his own system and checked Mr. "Men's" mental state.

Is this some kind of mess left on Him by the Fallen Mother Goddess?
No, not really.

This is completely going from one extreme to the other!
After a frantic check by the system and him, no hidden problems were found, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, the pieced-together personality still has huge problems. Although he used the power of the Supreme Being and miracles to temporarily stitch together the former King of Angels, now the "Magician," this is ultimately not a long-term solution.

Missing memories, a shattered personality, and a stitched-together spirit...

Clearly, they cannot expect the Frankenstein's monster of the mind to have any normal thoughts.

“I have other plans, Abrahams.”

Mr. "Mistake" could only politely reject the "conservative" idea of ​​Abraham's ancestors planning to take all of Abraham with them in one go, indicating that he had other plans.

Mr. "Door" nodded, without elaborating further on the matter.

Becoming a follower of the fallen Mother Goddess is more terrifying than death.

He would rather his descendants choose the latter than become followers of the fallen Mother Goddess and become perpetrators.

Mr. "Mistake" nodded and continued, "You cannot go to the real world for the time being. Your soul and body are not perfectly joined, and you need some time to adjust."

"During this period, there will be regular gatherings at Source Castle. You might find them interesting, or you can use them to pass the time and learn about the real world."

"reunion?"

Mr. Door seemed to be deep in thought. His gaze swept past Mr. Mistake at the head of the bronze table and landed at the bottom of the bronze table.

There was no one there, but Mr. "Door" seemed to have seen something and spoke up:
"It seems you're also a participant in the party?"

Tang was somewhat surprised that Mr. "Door" could detect his presence.

He originally just planned to stay quietly in his seat, eat some melon seeds, and slack off a bit...

Having been seen through, Tang had no choice but to dispel the "unobservable" state and appear on the high-backed chair at the bottom of the bronze table.

"How did you discover me? I don't believe my authority can be so easily seen through."

Otherwise, he would have died countless times already.

After saying that, Tang paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Because of the power of the grace?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. "Door," who was dismantled and reassembled, remained sensitive to the power of grace.

A gift is a power bestowed by the giver upon the recipient. When the recipient dies, barring any abnormal circumstances, the gifted power will return to the giver.

A gift is both a curse and a blessing. It builds an almost unbreakable bridge between the gifted and the recipient. The gifted person will continuously move toward the state desired by the gifter. The stronger the gift, the more the gifted person can feel the presence of the gifter...

The Gift system is a completely different way of acquiring power from the Potions system.

As a mysterious servant, as a "destiny," Mr. "Door," who received the gifted power of "Observer," sensed the closest gifter to Him, namely Tang.

“Yes,” said Mr. Door.

The middle-aged man, who looked somewhat serious, lowered his eyes and said softly, "My current state is somewhat similar to my past state."

The Fallen Mother Goddess bestowed a portion of her power upon Mr. "Door," allowing the newly formed personality to suppress the dominant personality and take control of the overall situation.

The corruption of the Fallen Mother Goddess gave Him madness, but also gave Him power.

The Tang dynasty's "Supreme One" bestowed similar blessings, only less obviously insane.

However, the essence of all bestowed powers remains the same: madness endures forever, unwavering until death.

“But it doesn’t look bad.” Mr. Door added, “I know what is good and bad. Now, it’s the way I used to desperately want. I don’t expect to go back to the way it was a thousand years ago.”

He cannot go back now, nor can he return; He is aware of this.

"That's good. Power itself is neither good nor bad." Tang smiled, but then Mr. "Door" suddenly asked:
“I feel like I’ve met you somewhere before. Haven’t we met somewhere before?” He looked at Tang very seriously, as if he really had seen Tang somewhere before.

“Yes, we did meet once, with Amon…”

“No,” Mr. Door denied. “It wasn’t just that one time.”

"Not just that time?" Tang was speechless, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

what happened?

"Or rather," Mr. "Door" stared at Tang, frowning, as if trying to find traces of Tang in his fragmented, pieced-together memories.

He uttered a name that Tang had never expected: "Roselle Gustav".

"He once established contact with me... There's a strange shadow behind him, and that person, isn't it you?"

Mr. "Mistake" smiled, sat in his high-backed chair, and said nothing.

Tang: ...?
This is a mess from so many years ago.

When asked about the fact that Mr. "Door" was almost equivalent to a judgment sentence, Tang scratched his head awkwardly and laughed it off: "Well, there's a reason for everything."

Wow, I actually recognized him.

They sent Tao Tao to the mouth of the corrupted "Door" and helped the Fallen Mother Goddess take a bite of Tao Tao. He had been assassinated many times because of this, so please don't mention it again.

Mr. Door's lips twitched, but he ultimately didn't ask, "Why are you doing this?"

Isn't this a clear case of "traitor to the team"?

Sending a high-sequence extraordinary being to the Fallen Mother Goddess, the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms didn't hammer you to the core of the earth.
But thinking about it, this person who scratches his head and grins foolishly, avoiding the topic, is also an Angel King, with close ties to the Source Castle, and at the same time, he has close ties to the Night Goddess and Storm Lord who sealed him away...

Perhaps there are things He doesn't know.

He was simply viewing the matter from the perspective of the person whose personality was sealed.

Mr. Door awkwardly and somewhat uncomfortably changed the subject: "Since I am the 'Magician,' what is your code name?"

Okay, let's not talk about Tao Tao's matter, then we can still be good colleagues.

"Actually, I haven't decided yet, since I've never actually attended a gathering at Source Castle," Tang said.

After all, peeping doesn't count.

Mr. "Mistake" is just Mr. "Mistake," and he is just himself. These two things cannot be confused, can they?
"But since you've already asked, Mr. 'Door'..."

Tang casually reached forward and grabbed a tarot card, which appeared in his hand.

"Then I'll take this card."

That is the card opposite the "Fool" card, which symbolizes the beginning, in the deck of twenty-two cards.

That's the "World" card, symbolizing the end.

"It seems that we are the ones who have to put an end to this era."

-

Backlund.

Klein, who had met Fors Wall once before during the Ritual Magic Level Exam and nearly died while being pulled directly above the gray fog, now emerged from the washroom with a headache after hearing Fors Wall's story.

I spent a bit too long in the bathroom today; I'll switch to the bedroom next time.

Honestly, why did it have to trigger now and not earlier or later...?

Klein swung his legs, which were a little numb from squatting, and silently exhaled.

Tang hasn't returned yet. He's in charge of investigating Intis spies, starting with the Zmanger gang, and is currently in a state of infiltration.

"call."

Klein glanced at the abnormally red moon in the sky, and his melancholy returned.

"Perhaps we could write a letter to Mr. Flamel and inquire about what happened to Miss 'The Magician'."

The Blood Moon Curse, strange, insane ramblings, and magical items similar to those found in the Apprentice Path Traveler... nothing seems normal.

With nothing to do tonight, Klein returned to his room, picked up paper and pen, and began to write a letter.

“Dear Mr. Flamel”

"Today I encountered an extraordinary individual who was influenced by the Full Moon's whispers, and I have some doubts about this..."

He wrote a long and detailed letter, which read like a casual complaint to a fellow villager, but also carried a hint of a work report. After Klein recited "all the wrong mistakes," the honorific name of Mr. "Mistake," the letter spontaneously combusted and disappeared.

Nikolai had told him that if he needed anything from him, he could simply recite his name; if he had a lot to say, he could write a letter and recite it again.

"To be able to deliver messages without using messengers, wow, angels can indeed do many things that we cannot understand."

After Klein finished writing the letter, he returned to bed, intending to rest for a while, when he suddenly heard the sound of a lock being opened outside the door.

"Hmm, Tang's back?"

Klein stopped his move to go to bed, walked to the door, and first used divination to confirm that the person who had returned was Don Eggers before opening the door.

"you……"

Klein frowned when he saw that Tang's clothes had a very long tear in them.

"What happened? Did someone attack you?"

"Yes." Tang Damen locked the door, and only after confirming that the ritual magic in the room was still in effect and that the attacker could not find him for the time being did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He complained, "I don't know what's wrong with the Extraordinary Ones on Backlund. They attacked me like I'd dug up their ancestral graves."

"What happened? Tell me in detail."

Klein, who was just about to go to sleep, perked up.

(End of this chapter)