Special Delivery (Bonus Chapter for First-Day Subscriptions)

By the time Sifa returned to the beach, the sun was nearly touching the horizon. He left the turkey with Edward and the others, went back to the makeshift shelter for candles and some powder imbued with spirituality, then used a trip to the toilet as an excuse to slip out of Quincy's sight.

He set up a simple altar, took out a copper penny, and summoned the Spirit World Treasure Chest.

Considering that he might run into Undead or ghosts in the gloomy cave ruins, Sifa cleared his throat and said to the chest painted red and white, "Please give me Ghost Scream, the Magician's Ring, and the Shadow Glove."

Amid a burst of illusory laughter, the Spirit World Treasure Chest "spat" what he needed from its seemingly universe-sized interior. The items landed in Sifa's hands one by one.

Sifa didn't dare take out too much, lest his companions notice. Once the summoning was over, he hurried to perform a sacrifice.

"O Fool who does not belong to this era;

"You are the mysterious ruler Above the Gray Fog;

"You are the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

"Your faithful servant asks for your attention;

"He asks you to accept his offering;

"He asks you to open the gates of your kingdom."

The ancient incantation echoed within the Wall of Spirituality Sifa had just erected. As before, wind began to blow, and the forces of nature stirred within the space.

Enduring the sting of the strong wind against his skin, Sifa took out the bottle of spirituality powder, poured some out, and scattered it into the wind.

The wind howled and surged, though not as fiercely as before, and gradually took on different colors. As they collided and merged, the candle flame representing the Fool