Tianzun immediately discovered a new range of abilities he never had before. He could now control his body perfectly and gained inhuman flexibility. He picked a coin and flipped it through his fingers easily while doing the same on the other hand in the opposite direction.
He had gained a few abilities overall, inhumane balance, perfect control of his body, super flexibility, more spirituality, enhanced danger sense and the ability to make floppy material as hard and sharp as a superior grade sword.
Tianzun could only sigh with relief as he finally gained some skills to protect himself. Even if it wasn't much. It was at this moment that he remembered the castle of above the grey fog. He seemed to remember the golden light that was similar to under his "curtain".
It seemed to familiar as if the castle belonged to him. In an instant the coin dropped in his mental image as he seized the golden light and felt himself rushing above and ascending. His vision was obscured by the grey fog for an instant before he arrived at the table.
It was a grand castle old and had clearly gone through wear and tear.
Lying on the table was the same card that he had seen, the number zero, The Fool.
He also saw the names of the other sequences that he had coined.
By now hypothesis had begun to form, he was supposed to act out these roles to progress to the next ones. He looked around the castle as it felt eerily at home.
The fog seemed to respond to his will as he brushed some of it away.
An idea sprung up in his head as he raised his hand and willed the castle to reconstruct itself. The fog surged and the castle soon picked up the fallen pieces and soon reassembled itself.
Tianzun had no idea what this castle was, but he would call it the castle above the grey fog for now.
He grasped the same yellow light as he returned back to the normal realm. The bed was looking a lot more compelling after all he had gone through today.
Sleep slowly overtook him as he dreamt of swimming in gold coins.
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The roosters crowed as the warm light of the sun greeted his face. A knock came at the door as he responded, "Give me a moment Siduri."
His intuition had gotten even stronger to the point he could see someone behind the door without even opening it.
He soon got dressed as the curtain covered him in it's embrace once again. The wooden door creaked as Siduri asked, "How did you know it was me?"
Tianzun looked at her with his stagnant gentle smile, "I saw it, that's normal for a seer like me no?"
The two soon arrived and traversed the many stairs of the ziggurat to finally meet the king himself.
On top of the throne sat the wedge of heaven, the future King of Heroes and the King of Uruk, Gilgamesh.
His crimson eyes stared with disdain, "Your feats have reached my ears seer. My people have been spreading about your abilities to see the future. They claim that you are a prophet of the gods."
Gilgamesh snorted with disgust as he spoke the word "gods". Tianzun shook his head, "I do not speak for the gods, I speak for the silence they leave behind."
The king was stunned. Silence permeated throughout the throne room before suddenly the king erupted in laughter.
The laughs echoed through the chambers as he wiped his tears, "Siduri, I shall laugh myself to death."
Gilgamesh seized his laughter before declaring, "Very well, your confidence amuses me. Go on, divine my future."
Tianzun nodded before looking at Gilgamesh with spirit vision, a dazzling bright light glared his eyes. Flashes of singular images in a dream played out as he soon returned to reality to deliver what he saw.
"Your majesty, I see the death of a close friend and a shadow that chases the king. I saw you crying as your tears mixed with the rain."
The king was silent for a moment, "Hoh?"
The king was no longer amused, an intense dark blue mixed with black began to cloud the king using spirit vision.
The king simply looked coldly at him.
"You speak like a clown playing as god, no you are definitely not a prophet. A clown dressed in a fog of lies."
Tianzun took a risk as he countered, "Isn't it quite funny to be mocked for telling the truth?"
The king glared, "Are you daring to suggest that I'm wrong?" Tianzun shook his head and bowed, "I assure you my majesty, that I mean only good for you."
Tianzun had given up on changing the future, there was no point. Anymore talking and he'd get his head lopped off.
He exited the ziggurat with Siduri as she walked him back to his home where a line of people had been waiting.
"One at a time please." He waved goodbye to Siduri as he started work.
It was at that time he realised his potion had been digested quite a lot. But the divination room had revealed a lot to him. It seemed that for those who hear things they don't want to hear, they would ignore warnings and pretend the conversation never happened.
Some even skipped out on paying and simply left.
Tianzun could feel the strain, he wasn't a generous person by nature, but being mocked and ignored by those who seek you but do not wish to hear the truth is annoying.
He soon remembered Gilgamesh's words and the card on the copper table.
"You talk like a clown, perhaps you are one? A clown playing god, you are no prophet."
He made a decision that he would not regret. Although he knows fate, he can do little to affect it. So he can only keep smiling.
He would tell the truth through jokes.
A kid had come and he could only joke and say "You should probably hurry home. What if your dog dies?"
A business man came and he divined that his best friend would betray him, yet when told the man lashed out. Tianzun could only smile and say "Oh that was a bad joke wasn't it?"
Remembering Gilgamesh's words once again Tianzun sighed as he spoke to the skies where he believed the gods to be.
"A clown sees the truth, but plays the fool, so the world does not break. If truth makes them laugh and ignore, then let me be the loudest joke."
//Next Chapter: Knowing Was Not Enough//