The Hermit

A card was locked between my two fingers, and it shone with golden brilliance.

"That is–!!!" Neron's calm outlook broke apart.

'That's right…' My grin grew wider.

It was a present that I was going to give this man… something only he could utilize to its full potential.

"–An Arcana?!"

Not just any Arcana. It was one of the most difficult to use. It had also been the most instrumental in my three years of training…

… The Hermit Arcana!

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During my time at the base made by my friends and I in my past life, I was able to spend at least over a hundred years in training and research.

It felt like time was moving so slowly that the world was still. I defied the laws of nature and exceeded my limits as a result of the extensive period I was granted.

But, that couldn't last forever.

All Arcanas—with certain exceptions—were not self-sufficient. They required some sort of energy for them to be activated.