This World Is Seriously Ill

"We are born human through blood, transcend humanity through blood, and cease to be human through blood..."

"You never listened to any of this advice."

Laurence bowed slightly, his posture respectful.

"No, I remembered your teachings well. But sometimes, you should listen to my thoughts too."

Remembering did not mean he would follow them.

We both had the right to voice our opinions and views. As for who was right in the end, time would prove everything.

Now, it was his turn to speak.

The archbishop of the Church of Healing curled his lips faintly and took a sketch of a fish-man skull from the tome, handing it to Master Willem.

The old man stared at the eye-like holes in the skull, his body trembling. He could not help but snatch it away. After confirming it again and again, he slowly closed his eyes and murmured to himself.

Eye Within the Skull! Eye Within the Skull!

Could one only see the mad essence of this world by changing one's form like those monsters, twisting one's spirit, abandoning one's identity as a human, and becoming God's Kin?

"Master Willem, the Orphan of Kos's corpse and the necessary materials acquired from Innsmouth have all been placed in the research building."

"You have your convictions, and I have my choice."

"Before the next Blood Moon arrives, I am still willing to follow in your footsteps and explore more of the unknown."

"Whether it is the Eye Within the Skull or Blood of the Ancient Gods, all conditions for the experiments are ready. Everyone can take what they need."

Laurence bowed slightly, extending his right arm and lowering his head in invitation as he quietly awaited his teacher's compromise and departure.

The old man looked deeply at his beloved student. There was admiration, regret,