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On the night when Wayne, a down-and-out nobleman of the Sannister Kingdom, decided to pretend to be the Marquis of the same name and go to the territory to take up his post, he discovered that his cheap father who had lost all his family fortune seemed to come from another world. When he went through a lot of hard work to find the translation method of the words in the diary left by his father from the hands of the witches, and couldn't wait to open his father's diary, Wayne was stunned. "What, 'Witch tastes really good?'"

In 1352 of the Black Iron Age, Klein, the "Lord of Mysteries", fell into a deep sleep. There are still sixteen years left before the final moment when alien gods invade and doomsday comes according to ancient prophecies. "This is a land that is about to be destroyed, but we are still living here, struggling to survive." The "witches" in the absurd reality, the "hunters" in the dark forest, the Tarot Society who have lost the "Fool", the believers after the fall of the gods... How should they survive in a world that is becoming increasingly chaotic and crazy? When the imprisoned ancient angels, the original witch symbolizing disaster, and the evil priest spirits wandering the world have penetrated into a corner of the fragile world, how can they maintain the delicate balance between gods and humans? "I am a witch, a collection of negative emotions, and the incarnation of the original disaster. I am to blame for diseases and plagues, and natural and man-made disasters follow me everywhere. Every tear in this world falls because of me, and every cry starts because of me." "However, it is precisely because of this that my humanity is the strongest. Please remember this: beneath the devastation caused by every disaster, there is a new hope." The continuation of the Lord of Mysteries fanfiction, updated every day at 9 a. M. And 6 p. M. Book club group 454106801, welcome to join the group