Seeing that line, no matter how chaotic Ai Li's mind was, he understood what it meant.
[Wands] had merely been a hook used to toy with him. He would not become The Fool—he had only been a clown fooled from the very beginning...
Intense pain and dizziness flooded his mind. He held his forehead and could clearly feel the bulging veins on his brow and face.
He touched his face with both hands.
"My face... What happened to my face?"
Ai Li turned to look at [I] and saw that [I] had already retreated several meters away. [I] stared at him with a strange expression. "Just like they said, you're now... neither human nor ghoul!"
Ai Li's voice warped as he gripped [Wands] tightly. His voice was hoarse, his resentment towering. "I trusted you so much, 'Lord of Tarot'! I even defied [Daily Hidden Tuo Luo] for you and was abandoned by it! Yet you toyed with me!!"
He clutched that stack of [The Tower], his eyes filled with viciousness.
At that moment, his mind suddenly spasmed, and Y's words before his death flashed through his head...
"Inside your [The Tower], there is a hidden danger you know nothing about!"
Perhaps those words had not been referring to the "Lord of Tarot"...
He turned to a cracked mirror amid the wreckage nearby and saw his own face reflected within it.
Bulging veins wriggled like earthworms. His features had twisted and deformed completely, no longer resembling their original shape...
That face felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before...
"So familiar... Where have I seen it?"
Ai Li endured the headache and struggled to remember.
In the end, he found the answer—[V]!
When [V] had emerged alive from District 13 [Nightmare] and come to see him, similar veins had