Lilith? The progenitor of the Sanguine?
Most of those around the bronze table had heard that name, but that was all. Like Flegrea, Aurmir, and the other ancient gods of the Second Epoch, she was merely a fragment in their memories.
They had never expected the name Mr. World mentioned to have anything to do with the Earth Mother, one of the seven gods.
Among them, Emlyn the Moon reacted most strongly. He abruptly straightened, his scarlet eyes widening until they were as round as the crimson moon. His mind was a jumble, and he instinctively protested:
"How is that possible? The progenitor still responds to us. She can't be..."
Halfway through, he froze.
That was right. According to the historical records of the City of Silver in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Ancient God Lilith had perished in the battle between the gods during the Second Epoch. Yet the Sanguine could still communicate with her intermittently. Didn't that mean their progenitor was still conveying divine revelations in some fashion?
Seeing his stunned expression, and the varying degrees of shock on the other Tarot Club members' faces, Klein felt rather pleased with himself as he sat in the Fool's high-backed chair.
After advancing to Sequence 2, he had successfully left the Forsaken Land of the Gods and returned to Backlund. His first act had been to summon Arrodes, which was still kept beneath Saint Hillan Cathedral, and learn much of what he had missed during his stay in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
That included the Earth Mother's true identity.
According to the mirror, which constantly fawned over Klein in hopes that he would steal it from the Church of Steam, at the critical moment of the divine battle, a voice filled with pain and fury had rung