Where the gazes of numerous great existences converged, above Derrenburg in the gap between the Spirit World and the Physical World, a shadow like black velvet appeared once more. It enveloped all of Orville, cutting off the sight of every god and Great Old One.
This was the Mystic Realm belonging to a true Fool, one at the level of Sequence 0—the authority to isolate the Spirit World and create a divine kingdom. Even those great existences could not peer through the curtain to see what lay within.
It undoubtedly proclaimed the birth of a true god. But no one knew who was inside: Klein, who had fooled time, history, and fate, or the Celestial Worthy, who had long since fallen but had never stopped seeking an opportunity to return.
In Derrenburg's great hall, the figure wearing a translucent cloak and a mask stood motionless, as though he had fallen asleep.
Yet his body still swayed slightly. Translucent, slippery tentacles occasionally emerged from beneath his cloak before withdrawing, while frenzied murmurs and howls resounded in Klein's ears, reminding him that the Original Creator and the Celestial Worthy had yet to recede.
Unlike gods, Great Old Ones, Pillars, and the Original Creator could not be killed by any means. Even if the wills representing their existence were destroyed, the mental imprints within their remaining Sefirah and Beyonder characteristics would endure forever. At any moment, they could fully resurrect through the bodies of Beyonders who advanced to high sequences.
Fortunately, his advancement this time had been entirely under control. Inspired by Angel's advancement to Apocalypse, he had completed a ritual that exceeded its requirements, simultaneously fooling all three elements it specified. Under the scrutiny of every Outer Deity and god, he had lifted the curtain concealing the process, stunning every great