The gatekeeping Arcanist blocked the visitor, sparking the visitor's dissatisfaction.
He pointed with his left hand to the laughing Demon Race assembling the Spine Wheel nearby.
"That's Evil God's Kin..."
He pointed with his right hand to the Merfolk leisurely swimming into the City of Wandering, encased in a water orb.
"That's also Evil God's Kin..."
He pointed to his own head with his left forearm.
"I am also Evil God's Kin..."
The arm growing out of the middle of his chest pointed at the bitterly smiling Arcanist.
"They all get to go in, so why can't I?"
The Arcanist cursed internally, lamenting his bad luck for encountering such foolishness right after his shift change. With a strained smile plastered onto a face resembling the result of an experimental accident, he wracked his brain for a solution.
