The news struck like a bombshell, even more shocking than learning about George III's plans and the conspiracy behind the war! After all, whether it was George III becoming a god or the maneuvering of the gods behind the scenes, those things felt far too remote, like something on the distant horizon. It was like hearing that Jack Ma had some secret conspiracy behind founding Ant Financial, with Jewish capital pulling strings behind the scenes. You might be shocked, but you would merely listen and move on.
But suddenly learning that your neighbor had won ten million would feel as shocking as the sky falling! No, this was even more outrageous than George III plotting to become a god. After all, it had taken George III over two hundred years to reach this point.
Yet just a few weeks ago, Mr. The Tower had only been Sequence 5 at the Tarot Club meeting. How was he suddenly preparing to advance to Sequence 1? Wait, did that mean Mr. The Tower's next step would be to aim for godhood at Sequence 0?!
Klein's scalp instantly tingled. He had spent so long putting on an act and pretending to be a god, yet becoming a demigod was still nowhere in sight for him, while Edward was quietly about to become Sequence 1?!
Holy shit!
When that happens, won't he see at a glance that I'm not human... that I'm a counterfeit?
Won't he fly into a humiliated rage?
Won't he drag me out from above the gray fog and beat me?
The thought left Klein trembling.
Alger felt utterly deflated as well. Although Mr. The Tower had always been ahead of everyone else-apart from Strength and Death, who had joined with their Sequences already-he had still harbored a faint hope of catching