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[Lord of Mysteries Fanfiction] Transmigrated into the body of a descendant of the Abraham family, Orion knew all too well that his fate was nothing but loss of control and madness. To survive, he had to seize that one variable. A stormy night, the sewers, a certain death trap. He risked his life, painting crimson with his blood, reciting those three names that belonged not to this era. From then on, an unfathomable Mr. [Tower] appeared above the gray fog. To the outside world, he was the most elegant fallen nobleman of Backlund, a mysterious con artist moving between various powers; to the inside world, he was Klein's only "fellow countryman" and "accomplice" in this mad world. "Mr. Fool, this 'Black Emperor Card' is my membership fee." "As for the reward... in this world sealed by barriers, I just want to see the stars." From the mystery of Backlund...