How to Ascend the Gray Fog

"Yes, do you remember the Fool? He organized a gathering in his own Divine Kingdom." Luther explained to his other personality, telling her that he needed to respond to the Fool's call by shielding himself from the Tide.

"So, the ultimate goal is to reach that Gray Fog, not necessarily to block out the Tide, right?"

M confirmed.

"That's right."

Luther nodded.

"In that case, there is indeed a way."

M said slowly.

What should we do?

Luther asked.

"You can create a temporary persona and have him attend the party in your place," Ms. M said. "When he returns, extract his memories and reintegrate them into your body. That way, you'll know everything he said, did, and did at the party, as if you went in person."

Temporarily copy my personality?

Luther was taken aback.

If the temporary personality carries the same memories and personality as the original, it should make the same choices and judgments as the original at the party. Just like M said, it's basically the same as if the original went!

In this way, you can still attend the party without having to bypass the Phantom Tide!

"That's definitely a good idea."

Luther praised sincerely.

However, the Fool's summoning is based on each person's Ether Body, and I might need to wrap a temporary persona around my own soul to achieve it. Anyway, I'll give it a try when the time comes.

Having found a way, he relaxed a bit and began to stroll on the sea, observing this strange world.

This was a vast sea, and as he focused his thoughts, the seawater flowed and swirled beneath his feet. Luther could sense a deep connection between this sea and himself.

Indeed, I am the holder.

Luther thought to himself, then stretched out his palm and opened it.

"Whoosh--"

A stream of illusory, thick seawater was drawn up by an invisible force, flowed into his palm, and disappeared.

No, the seawater didn't disappear; it surged into his body and filled his soul. He felt his body become heavy and imposing.

"Buzz!"

His eyes gleamed with a captivating golden light, and a howling Gale swept around his body.

"Spectator Pathway, and Sailor Pathway abilities? Roughly up to Sequence 6."

Luther thought to himself, as the seawater surged in, it seemed that more abilities within him were stirring. However, his body and Spirituality could no longer withstand the influx of seawater and had to stop temporarily.

"I never imagined that this sea held so much more power."

M looked at the changes in Luther and said in surprise.

"Um."

Luther nodded slightly. He estimated that as his own Sequence improved, he would be able to leverage the power of this sea more deeply, and the authority he could use would also increase.

Conversely, once the Sequence is improved, we will be able to understand more about the nature of this Tide.

With these thoughts in mind, he left the illusory sea and returned to reality.

When Luther woke up, he found that his physical body was still sitting on the bed in the bedroom, and only his spirit had entered the Sea.

"Um?"

He suddenly froze.

Why does it feel like going to that sea is similar to going to the Mr. Fool's Gray Fog? Both involve detaching the mind, both are in a mysterious and unpredictable space, and both are related to a certain deity.

Could it be that the sea is the Divine Kingdom of the True Creator? If so, it would explain the True Creator's strange attitude towards me.

Luther shook his head.

Then, he suddenly had a new idea.

--Perhaps I can use that sea to test the method M provided. First, create a temporary personality, then see if it can take my place and be pulled into that sea.

After figuring these things out, he felt more confident.

"Clatter."

Luther got up from the bed and walked to the bedroom window.

The damned snow had stopped, and the sky was dark. The streetlights in the East Borough were sparsely lit, casting a dim orange glow on this blessed world.

The nearby pubs were noisy and brightly lit, filled with people drowning their sorrows in cheap alcohol, their shouts and jeers faintly audible. Outside, numb-looking streetwalkers huddled in the cold, their bodies exposed in an attempt to attract customers.

Luther stared blankly out the window, contemplating his future plans.

In general, there are two things:

First, save Cecilia and continuously improve your own Sequence until you find a way to revive your sister.

Second, revenge. Slaughter the True Creator and his servants to end this Curse Sequence. Besides, there's Ince Will, who orchestrated this; that guy deserves to die too!

These two things, in essence, boil down to one thing: becoming stronger. He needs to improve his Sequence, continuously advance in rank, and in his current situation, this means digesting the Sequence 5 "Shepherd" Potion, seeking advancement, and searching for the Sequence 4 Potion recipe and Main Ingredient.

Therefore, he roughly had some direction.

First, he prepared to Acting, Mimic a real Shepherd by creating his own "Flock." Of course, this Flock didn't refer to cattle and sheep, but rather to people.

"Perhaps I really should spread my faith and attract a group of followers."

He thought to himself, "This isn't a difficult task. There are far too many people in the East Borough who need saving. As long as I'm willing to treat the wounded and provide them with assistance, I can quickly gather a group of believers."

Luther is preparing to conduct experiments on "Flock" to explore the laws of Acting.

Besides digesting Potion, another thing to consider is the Sequence 4 Potion recipe and Main Ingredient.

"I can try with Mr. A."

Luther thought to himself.

Mr. A certainly won't answer, but he has plenty of ways to get him to talk.

In addition, he also plans to target the Aurora Order in Backlund.

Although Mr. A has been defeated, many of his followers still remain here. I will personally Destruction the entire Aurora Order here, so that Mr. A can witness the complete annihilation of all his years of hard work.

With that in mind, he first created Wall of Spirituality in the room, then reached into his abdomen and stirred and groped for a while before pulling out Mr. A's head.

"Blasphemer!"

As soon as Mr. A came out, he screamed angrily at Luther. His handsome face Distortion with hatred and stained with bright red liquid, making him look extremely eerie.

"Blasphemy against the True Creator?"

Luther chuckled, "Don't joke around. He's already dirty enough; who could possibly contaminate Him?"

Mr. A just kept cursing, but the Shepherd's tenacious vitality ensured his survival, though he looked extremely disheveled.

"Hey, do you know the Potion recipe for the Sequence 4 Black Knight?"

Luther asked.

Mr. A, of course, did not answer; he simply looked at Luther with disdain.

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Luther called out M again, lifted her head up, and then gestured with his lips towards her.

"Let's do it."

"Puff!"

M extended a finger and inserted it directly into Mr. A's head, then twisted it left and right, making a "gurgling" sound.

"Uh..."

Mr. A's handsome face immediately turned strange; his eyes rolled upwards, his mouth involuntarily opened wide, and he made a slow sound. The little black cat beside him was awakened by the sound and rolled off the cushion.

It looked this way, its blue eyes filled with curiosity.