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

A burst of shattering sounds echoed through Duke Castle, accompanied by a rise in ambient temperature.


Golden Mask rushed to the scene immediately, only to find William, wearing a pure silver monocle, completely smashed into the wall, his face partially scorched by the Evil Sun.


Lying in the bed was a thoroughly transformed Evil Sun Eye Corpse.


1. Its face burnt and covered with scorch marks, each eye acting as a node burning with flames.


2. While the left side of the body maintained human form, the right side had mutated, sprouting six arms of various lengths and thicknesses. Scorch marks covered these arms, each of which grasped a metal lamp torn from beside the bed.


3. The metal lamp, grasped by six hands, also changed, the scorch marks spreading over it as it underwent a curse of "Forced Disease," or was affected by some kind of magic.


Chapter 738: Reunion