Meanwhile, in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, at the Berg home in the City of Silver.
The crimson before his eyes faded, and Derrick saw his bedroom again. But the crystal ball, supposedly used to worship a god in some destroyed city-state, had vanished.
It had shattered from the inside out, its fragments clattering all over the floor.
Lowering his gaze, Derrick was surprised to discover something crimson swirling and flowing beneath the back of his hand.
It formed a circle with lines radiating from it, then gradually dimmed before disappearing beneath his skin entirely, as though it had burrowed into his flesh.
Sun. For some reason, the code name Derrick used in the Tarot Club suddenly surfaced in his mind.
A bolt of lightning flashed outside the window, briefly illuminating the sky above the City of Silver before it sank back into darkness amid rolling thunder.
He took a deep breath, left his bedroom, and went into the living room. He began searching through and sorting the valuable Beyonder materials at home so he could exchange them for the Telepathist formula on the City of Silver's black market.
Knock, knock, knock!
A sudden knock sounded at the door.
"Who is it?"
Derrick stopped what he was doing and asked, feeling a little guilty.
"It's me, Derrick." A delighted voice came from outside.
Derrick recognized the visitor as Daq Regins, a classmate from his general education classes. He was usually cheerful and optimistic, always wearing a radiant smile.
But ever since the expedition team that the Berg couple belonged to had set out to find other city-states, failed to return on schedule, and lost contact, the two boys had not seen each other for quite some time.
Even on the rare occasions when they met and exchanged greetings, Daq