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

The aquarium, which had just been repaired not long ago, was once again suffering from a severe leak.


But this time, the leak wasn't caused by the death immersion of the Original Tomb, but rather because William, the main host, had sustained critical injuries and was on the brink of death.


Impaled on the Spiral Giant Sword, this direct threat of death forcibly sucked William's consciousness into the depths, coming face to face with another original entity within his body.


The symbolic library of the Memory Palace was filled with the scent of sebaceous black flames burning flesh. Even the walls seemed to leak black gas, as if the fire might spread here at any moment.


William had passed through seven dark doors of the library and was standing in the corridors of the aquarium. The surface of the water tanks was riddled with holes, and large amounts of liquid were seeping out.


Chapter 454: The Gift