"...No wonder the boss had me participate in the ritual of the Silver-Crowned Dragon defeating the Supreme Heaven in my dreams."
Aiwass murmured, his gaze gradually becoming clear: "Is he also worried that I haven't sealed my memory as agreed..."
He gazed at the "The Sun" card in his hand, with more and more memories flooding his mind.
The former Crowned Celestial Marshal was split in half, the part that was supposed to be discarded became the high and mighty Pillar God;
And in the ascension ceremony he participated in with Aleister, there were those three significant paintings—
[Every banquet has a time to end. Drink the blood of the Fool, eat the flesh of the Banqueter, until the banquet is accomplished and the guests scatter joyfully. Then the Banquet Master will once again reach perfection and ascend to the Heavenly Department Position. The banquet they yearn for will be convened again, perhaps in the Dream Realm, or perhaps in the future]
