Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

Born into a prominent family in the fourth largest city under the Organization's control, he displayed a mental acuity far beyond his peers from a young age,


rarely spending time with others his age and frequently conversing with people more than ten years his senior, courtesy of his family status, discussing anything and everything.


Privately, he often brought home mice and frogs to dissect, especially finding the skinning process intensely fascinating and exciting, a topic he never shared with anyone.


Each animal carcass was meticulously disposed of, never discovered by his family.


After turning ten, he developed an insatiable craving for art, particularly art involving the display of flesh, beginning to visit art galleries and even risking trips to other cities in pursuit of more art, for art was scarce in such a world.


Chapter 376: Flaws