The strange process of opening the door... the shabby burial chamber... the empty coffin... the door between illusion and reality...
The images from the "Prophecy" flashed before Abner's eyes. He studied what he had seen for several minutes, then quietly recited "the Fool that does not belong to this era." Only after receiving a response did he take out God's Casket and hand it to Fors. "Right now, you're probably the only one who can open this door."
Through the "Prophecy," he had learned the three conditions for opening it: Mr. Door's attention, the aura of the Gray Fog, and God's Casket.
No wonder these Dream Ruins kept drawing Fors in from the moment she arrived in Bernie City... She really is the person best suited to open it!
"Only me?" Fors took God's Casket without thinking. Then she hesitated and asked, "Is it dangerous?"
"And once we open the door, could something terrifying come out?"
She felt so uneasy that she wanted to beg Abner to take her out of here instead of trying to open a door that was clearly anything but ordinary.
After hearing Little Sun tell so many horrifying stories about ruins at the Tarot Club, she could not help imagining the worst whenever she found herself somewhere similar.
But she also felt that her fate had become tangled up in Emperor Roselle's arrangements. If she did not settle this now, she might face something even more frightening later... and she might not have time to ask Abner for help then.
It was only a hunch, but Fors did not dare ignore it. She looked at Abner, hoping he would give her some encouragement and courage.
"There was no danger in the outcome I foresaw." Abner paused, then added, "And I'll be right beside you the