CHAPTER CCXXXVII

     (SIGNS)

      “WITH the card in your hand and the person destined to keep it and lost it in the last loop. We would like you to meet someone, Emie.”

      With the ticking of the clock that starts to get louder and louder with each passing moment, yet just a façade in the void where time never existed as dimensions and worlds are the only eminent ones. Everything turns back into the place where she is original, with the throne room where HE is sitting along with the mistress of time, the prominent holder of flame, and the once doll. She holds the deck of cards close into her hands as the image and number of the beginning are at the very top. Just then, HE snaps HIS finger as a pentagram is drawn unto the floor and the distinct scarlet light illuminated, as a door is presented. 

     With the symbols and marking that drawn into the world