The Commune

It's April 20, the Birthday of one of the most influential figures in the history of Earth.

The Debt of Ancestry

In the same breath, they talk about our ancestors. Do you know what it took to produce you?
You know the people getting split in half with swords and axes for 5,000 years? Half the populations got wiped out by plague. People are getting decapitated, limbs cut off. People living under slavery and oppression. People doing subsistence farming, toiling their whole lives, have ten kids, and five of them die.
The Question of Entitlement
And why do you have it bad? You feel entitled? What does life owe you more? Tell me, what are you entitled to?
What should you have?
Should you be rich?
Should you be traveling?
Should you live in a modern farmhouse and have an easy job and an easy life?
Not have to toil?
Not get sick?
Not have to suffer?
Should your life be a never-ending feast? I mean, what exactly do you think your life is?

Klein slowly leaned back into his chair and sighed.
On both sides of the long mottled table...
Justice Audrey, The Hanged Man Alger, The Sun Derrick, The Magician Fors...
The Moon Emlyn, The Hermit Cattelya, The Star Leonard, and Judgment Xio.....appeared in the order they joined the Tarot Club.
But this time, they weren't real.
They were only projections.
They no longer appeared blurry, revealing their images from Klein’s memory.
Soon after, more figures appeared.
They were: a mature man with a receding hairline...
A beautiful witch with blue eyeshadow and red blush...
A middle-aged man with black hair mixed with silver...
His voice unusually loud and somber.
A woman in her late 40s with ear-length short hair...
A youth that gamed on his phone while eating delicacies...
A happy young lady who kept giggling...
A civil servant who looked old for his age...
A young girl dressed in an old-fashioned skirt who focused on machinery...
A doll-like lady with a pale face...
A teacher with soft facial features and bronze skin...
A child licking on ice cream...
A Madame holding four heads...
And an elder looking all serious at a bill.
They either sat or stood, gathering beside the people they knew.
In the flickering candlelight on the long table, they discussed different things.....followed the music and danced.
Klein silently watched the lively scene as his expression gradually softened.
After an unknown period of time, he stood up, passed through them.....and walked into the depths of this space.
Behind him, the figures, the candlelight, and the music faded away and disappeared.
After doing this, Klein lowered his head and looked at the magic mirror in his hand.
"Are you scared?"
The aqueous light on the surface of the ancient silver mirror swirled.....and the pale words outlined themselves.
In the next second, Arrodes (the mirror) raised his own question according to the rules:
"Great Master, are you afraid?"
The corners of Klein’s mouth twitched.
"Yes."
With that said, he took a step forward with the magic mirror in hand.....and walked towards the bluish-black fog in the middle of the strange door of light.
Passing through it, his figure disappeared behind the door that had the unknown hidden behind.