A male voice? Is it Mr. Hanged Man or Little Sun? Klein looked out the window at the gloomy sky, got up, went into the bathroom next door. He locked the door, took four steps counterclockwise, and arrived above the gray fog.
Within that mysterious space, a towering, ancient palace quietly stood. The illusory male voice echoed in a stacked, continuous manner.
Klein glanced at it and confirmed that the prayer was from Little Sun.
He sat in The Fool's seat and stretched out his right hand, emanating his spirituality to touch the corresponding crimson star.
Suddenly, the voice became clear and layered, and Klein quickly figured out what The Sun was talking about.
