A/N: For anybody clicking into this story from the last chapter, don't read this story without completing both the LotM and ORV novels!

For everybody else, thanks for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Praise the Fool!

Epilogue

The Tarot Club had a new member.

Of course, this was not the first thought that ran through the Tarot Club's mind as they arrived in the gray fog of Sefirah Castle at 3pm on a Monday.

Their first thought was:

The Fool is awake!

After six long years, a familiar drumming tapped the stone table. A mysterious gray fog surrounded a figure in a top hat and suit. A subtle smile was revealed. On the lapel of his suit, there was a gleaming silver pin lined in black.

The Tarot Club members all happily stood up and recited,

"Praise the Fool!"

Except for the one, new, conspicuous member who remained sitting down.

"As you can see, I am awake," the Fool announced calmly.

Yes, after six years, the Fool is finally back for us! Praise the Fool! Audrey Hall, Ms. Justice, thought happily.

Ah, Klein is back! Leonard thought, looking at Mr. World. He squinted. And who is that fellow there beside him? Black hair, somewhat unusual elvish features, wrapped densely in fog… a white coat…

This will help with the evil gods, Cattleya thought with quiet relief, pushing her amethyst glasses.

Oh, good, Fors Wall thought, secretly sighing. Maybe I won't have to do so much work now? She dreamed of days leisurely drinking wine and writing, unlike the recent years where she had been running around to help stop the apocalypse. She then glanced at Mr. World nervously. Or will there be more work? Ah, I hope Gehrman Sparrow won't be mad about the love triangle I added about him to my writing… That was already years ago, anyway!

Her friend, Xio Derecha, glanced around. It's good Mr. Fool is back. Once again, I feel a little outclassed…

Mr. Moon, Emlyn White, was excited. We will be the saviors of the world! The time is coming. Oh, Earth Mother, I mean, Mr. Fool…

Mr. Hanged Man, Alger Willson, silently looked at the Fool, thinking, Praise the Fool! The Fool is indeed very strong. I made the right choice. This seems to be the moment when he has finally regained his full strength… Alger felt somewhat fearful and nostalgic, remembering how the Fool had grown in power step by step. Alger's face however was like stone. He also knew that the Fool awakening would be a great boon.

Little Sun, of course, was also very happy with the development. The City of Silver is doing well thanks to Mr. Fool and Mr. World. He looked forward to reporting on the progress of the Church of the Fool.

Ms. Justice then stood proudly, and began the ritual of greeting each member of the Tarot Club. This time, she went in order from oldest to newest, out of courtesy, and paused on the mysterious recent member.

"... And you are?" Audrey asked, with a perfect smile. Her green eyes were bright; in the past years, she had sometimes slipped in this ritual, but now she felt excited to resume it in front of Mr. Fool.

"Yoo Junghyuk," said the figure nonchalantly.

There was an awkward silence. Mr. Fool coughed.

"Mr. Wheel of Fortune," he corrected.

"Mr. Wheel of Fortune," Audrey greeted without hesitation. She then turned to the head of the table, and curtsied deeply, "And finally, Mr. Fool."

Her smile turned deep.

The Tarot Club then waited, knowing this would be an usual session.

"Regarding the missions I assigned…" the Fool began.

The Tarot Club slowly caught up.

The new member was a little strange, but now the world seemed a little brighter after Mr. Fool had woken up. The Tarot Club was stronger than before, and they had made many achievements, but it had at times been difficult.

Now, their chances at fighting against a ruined world had improved, and hope had been raised in their hearts.

After all, there were three ways to survive a ruined world.

Mr. Fool is back!

The gray fog flickered, and a proud smile shone on Mr. Fool's face.

On the other side of the table, the newest member, Mr. Wheel of Fortune-also known as Kim Dokja, the Most Ancient Dream, and Klein's cousin-smiled back through the gray fog.