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THE FOOL

After a harrowing encounter with danger and a mysterious death, awakens to find himself inexplicably alive. Struggling to make sense of his resurrection, he discovers a tarot card labeled 'THE FOOL,' featuring an ominous image of his own demise. As he grapples with this newfound reality, the protagonist is propelled into a world where the boundaries between life and death blur, and mystical forces hold the key to unlocking a fate he never anticipated. With an enigmatic tarot card as his guide, he embarks on a journey to unravel the mysteries of his resurrection and confront a destiny that challenges the very fabric of existence. 'The Fool' is a suspenseful tale that delves into the realms of the supernatural, justice, and the power to shape one's own destiny."

MelvinDash · Urban
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14 Chs

Justice

I asked Katherine if she had a place to stay because it wouldn't be suitable for her to come to my apartment. It would raise suspicions, and many people would notice, especially since she's a woman. Katherine also had a striking appearance. She had a gentle face, a wolf cut hairstyle, and a somewhat gothic fashion sense. Her figure was also quite attractive.

She noticed that I was looking at her from head to toe and smiled as if she had some mischievous thoughts. "Take it easy, don't stare at me too much," she teased.

"Don't flatter yourself," I replied, returning to my serious question. She stopped teasing and told me that she had a house nearby, not far from our location. She was the only person living there, so it was perfectly suitable for us to stay there and continue our conversation.

She led me to her place, and we walked towards her residence. After a few minutes, which felt like an hour of walking, we arrived in front of a massive house. The house looked luxurious and had three floors. Katherine looked at me, amused by my astonishment at her house. I asked her again to confirm if she really lived here, and she assured me that it was indeed her property.

She went to the gate and entered a passcode to open it, then invited me to come inside.

Upon entering her home, I was greeted by her spacious living room adorned with elegant furniture and tasteful decorations. I asked her how many people lived here, and I was even more surprised when she told me that she lived here alone in this grand residence.

After I made sure that the place was safe and that we could have a private conversation, I didn't hesitate to ask her right away why she had been looking for me and what her true intentions were in joining my cause.

Before she answered my question, she fetched a cold glass of water from her refrigerator and took a sip. It seemed like she needed to gather her thoughts before revealing her story. After a moment, she began to speak.

"The reason I'm the only one living in this house is that my entire family is gone," she began, a tear rolling down her gentle face. "One night, our house was invaded by unknown individuals. They were many, armed with guns. Despite having security guards, they were too fast and ruthless, and they managed to shoot our guards before breaking into our rooms one by one."

I could see the anger and intense hatred in Katherine's eyes as she recounted her story. She added that before those armed men killed them, they first raped her and her sister. On that fateful night, they were subjected to unspeakable horrors, with their assailants seemingly enjoying their cruel acts without a shred of remorse or hesitation.

"I witnessed the tears streaming down my father's face as he was bound and forced to watch his daughters being violated before his very eyes. In those moments, all I wished for was an end to our suffering."

I felt an overwhelming mix of pity for Katherine and renewed anger and hatred towards those who take advantage of others. What happened to her and her family was beyond horrifying.

After enduring hours of unspeakable torment and reaching my limit, I knew I was close to losing my life, as Katherine further explained. She said she couldn't remember much of what happened, but suddenly, she heard a voice offering her a chance to change the course of her life. At first, she refused the voice's offer, but her surprise grew when the voice mentioned that the person who attacked their home was a close friend of her father. This person, who always leered at her and her sister with lust whenever he visited their house, was the only close friend of her father.

Julius Scaver, the senator, and a close friend of her father, turned out to be the mastermind behind the horrifying attack on Katherine's family. As the armed intruders invaded their home, they subjected Katherine and her sister to unspeakable acts of violence and brutality before taking their lives. Katherine recounted how the men had shown no mercy, reveling in their heinous deeds.

In the midst of the unimaginable horrors she endured, Katherine heard a mysterious voice offering her a chance to change the course of her life. Initially, she hesitated, but the voice revealed that the person responsible for the attack was none other than Julius Scaver. The name struck a chord within her, as Scaver had always made her uncomfortable with his lecherous gaze and inappropriate advances whenever he visited their home.

Driven by a newfound determination and the promise of justice, Katherine accepted the offer, sealing a pact that would forever alter her fate. It was then that she experienced a miraculous transformation – her wounds healed, and her pain dissipated. It took time for Katherine to fully comprehend the extent of the Tarot card "The Justice" that had been bestowed upon her. Through experimentation and practice, she had mastered its unique abilities, which allowed her to discern truth from falsehood and read the thoughts of others, particularly when they were being dishonest.

The revelation of Julius Scaver's involvement left me stunned, connecting all the dots in this intricate web of events. It became clear that he was the mastermind behind everything, the root cause of all Katherine's suffering.

In a sudden rush of realization, I remembered that Red Scaver, the man I had orchestrated to be falsely implicated, was the son of Julius Scaver. It all started to make sense, and I could see the bigger picture. It seemed that the reason Katherine had aligned herself with my cause was that we shared a common enemy, a shared desire to bring down the corrupt and powerful Julius Scaver.

With this newfound understanding, I felt an even stronger sense of responsibility towards Katherine's plight and the justice we both sought. Together, armed with our unique abilities and a shared goal, we could become a formidable force against the injustice that had plagued our lives.