"Huh...?" Will Auceptin, a current snake of mercury, in the midst of battle, suddenly stopped himself at the battlefield, confused, he took a look at his hand.
"What is this?!"
"Kid, watch out!!" Roselle dashed towards the snake of mercury with speed superseding the idea of commonality, he grabbed Will without looking back as a massive crater was left behind due to a massive explosion.
With four massive colliding structures in the wasteland, Roselle, Zaratul, George III, and Will stood against each other in a duo, bringing forth great pressure towards their surroundings.
On the right side, two massive structure, an overbearing mausoleum of great design, and a cathedral filled with floating corpses of dead people in varying dresses from different era across history faces off opposite of them an illusory resplendent tall skyscrapers of modern society and a single spire erecting from the ground whilst under constant pressure, but that pressure suddenly stopped as Will took notice of the changes in his surroundings and body.
"What the hell, the hell was that?!" Roselle scolded his partner loudly, but he tried to compose himself right after.
Anger won't do him any good in this battle, focus is the commonality in the midst of battle that must and always needed to be present, lest they wishes to lose.
"The Attendant of Mysteries- no, Klein Moretti, i couldn't feel him?" Will's face was filled with nothing but complexion as his mind wander in search of an answer.
The future void projection, the connection he shared with it via spirituality and the him being the summoner, the connection disappeared without any prior warning, it just dissappeared like that.
"What, how could that happen?!" Roselle upon hearing that was lost in thought, but due to the danger of their opponents, he couldn't adhere himself to search for any answer currently as he weilds his illusory sword against his current opponents.
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Outside Dwayne Dantes mansion, two figures in the middle of a fight noticed a great change in their presence as they immediately put a halt in their duel.
"You feel that?" Old man Hermes voice was calm and kind as ever, as half of his body was already turned into a skeleton, symbolizing the changes and damages he undertook from his opponent.
However.
It appears Mr Azick's spirit army, more than half of them was made to turn against him, barring their fangs against the son of death.
"That's impossible!" Azick's eyes buldged as he noticed the immediate changes in the surrounding.
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Amon floated high up in the clouds as her body was beaten, in a merciless manner, hang up in an upside manner, as if to mock him.
Around her limbs, illusory dark tentacles grabbed her body tightly, preventing any of subsequent action in the near future such as retaliating or escaping.
But around her right eye, a monocle seems to be missing.
The source of the tentacles, an illusory figure veiled himself under an overbearing large dark and yellow cloak, with appendages swirling and coming out under his cloak, stood floating up in the clouds along with Amon, his face barring the face of Klein Moretti, yet his face wearing a monocle this time around.
"That's impossible, this shouldn't be impossible!!" Amon shouted, her tone carry extreme wrath unlike her usual self.
Around the same time, Klein Moretti with his indifferent expression, the future void projection turned his body to meet Amon's gaze head on.
Suddenly, he raised his right arm, closing in his fingers, except for his index finger, and put it in front of his lips.
"Ssshhhh..."
Klein immediately dissappeared as if he was erase from reality, but not before a small golden lamp was reflected in Amon's eyes, held by Klein Moretti.
After "HE" dissappeared, the hanging Amon was let go, descending down to the ground fast.
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Up in the sky, two divine kingdom was clashing against each other, the first, a replica or rather pathetic replicated version of Corpse Cathedral was made to face off against a small city, Utopia.
Amon in the hundred numbers all flew high up in the air, dodging multiple illusory powerful bolts of lightning, as if Leodero was casting it himself, while some were directly fighting the citizens of Utopia, a war was being held.
In the middle of Utopia, up at the tower of a church that worship Evernight, a nicely suited man barring two different identity in his face was casting multiple illusory tentacles from his body.
Each end of the tentacles was shooting powerful bolts of lightning, illumating the entire sky, enough to be even seen from Bayam city.
With the power of grafting and historical void projection, Klein Moretti uses his spirit body threads as a medium in the form of tentacles to shoot down the little vermin called Amon who keeps dodging his attacks.
But the future void projection was not intending to fight Amon in the first place, all of this was just a distraction, Amon can't steal the thought of a projection as they never have any thought in the first place, just a direction to follow, if she needed to at least do it, then she needed the complete authority of error as a sequence 0 which she isn't as of right now.
The wariness in her heart grew even heavier and heavier, she knows something is wrong, and she needed to figure it out, but with the projection's divine kingdom to partially allow the capabilities of fooling, plus the fact he has more authority and influence with sefirah castle, Amon and Klein was currently made equal, not Amon having advantage over Klein despite with a fake uniqueness.
Suddenly, Amon's gaze landed upon a golden lamp appearing in the projection's hand, his eyes buldged and contracted, his eyes became bloodshot and piercing.
All the amon noticing this immediately tried to steal the golden lamp.
It failed.
But its not that they didn't work, they were rather late.
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"What the hell are you?!" The Genie in the lamp appearing as an illusory glowly figure coming out of the lamp was bewildered upon taking his sight at the future void projection.
He was horrified upon laying his eyes on the future Attendant of Mysteries with the image of Lord of the Mysteries behind his back, scaring him.
"I have three wishes, grant me the power of the Fool for 1 second, second, pass onto me the punishment and repercussions of the third wish, effectively nullifying and making sure Bernadette is safe, third, grant me those wishes, an absolute order of mine, no question."
Klein as of right now, the projection didn't directly speak, but with the effective use of grafting and historical projection, not only he summoned the genie and the lamp, but he made sure to be able to communicate using the present Klein Moretti's existence who was still situated at his mansion.
The Fool's authority, in other words, make the projection a True God, normally, this would be frowned upon and thus be immediately ineffective because of how absurb it is, the genie is powerful, but with the seal upon him, it should be impossible, but there's a way, just one second, that's all he needed, after that, it immediately dissapear.
Genie was made reluctant and didn't want to proceed with the wishes, but he did so anyway as per the master's order, and the projection of Celestial Worthy being enforced upon him, scaring him.
The second wish was casted first, but Klein immediately survived it as per the Miracle Invoker's capabilities, but the first and third wish is where the real problem comes in.
The first wish is more like an code or a sentence, the third is the order to make it absolute.
All of a sudden, everything changed in an extremely drastic manner, The Gods spectating Amanises defeat against Sasrir was made to comply with their desires, Will, Azick, Hermes felt the changes in the surrounding.
The Fool was immediately born in a time when he shouldn't be at.
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Yet with not a second intending to pass by in this moment of succession, the projection which is the Fool immediately used his authority, and proceeded to fool time.
Genie was left with his mouth agaped, as the authority of error and fooling managed to bypass against the wishes true intentions.
With Sefirah Castle at his disposal, and the authority of Error, and the Fool at his hand, the projection was once again entered a qualitative changes, becoming Half Lord of the Mysteries.
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Amon continously fell down from the sky, beaten rather pathetically.
"Fuck!"