William could no longer read effectively in the library corresponding to The Memory Palace.
The extremely frequent "deaths" were pushing Gestalt Body toward its limit.
Even Yi Chen, who had received the blessing of death before his own death, had no way to keep dying endlessly—certainly not at such a frequency.
The current library was already riddled with cracks of various sizes, indicating that his individual consciousness was showing signs of collapse.
"I didn't expect the gap between fellow Silver Circle Diseased to be this huge... Marquis Gluttony's true strength has actually reached this level. If he were forced into a desperate situation, he'd probably become even stronger—far beyond my estimate.
"As Marquis said, I've merely 'glimpsed the entrance.' No matter how perfectly I perform during the process, I still fall short of them—perhaps by an insurmountable distance.
"Only after completing the process and stepping into the Silver Circle can one be considered an Old Day Diseased.
"Perhaps those words were a reminder that my 'path' had only just begun. The changes in my illness before this were merely activities on the Surface Layer.
"The Silver Circle corresponded to a genuine path through the Old World—a distant, endless journey of the Diseased. It required time and effort to travel, explore, and grow.
"People like the Seven Marquis have already walked for thousands, tens of thousands, or even more years. I've lived for only a few decades... I have to survive. My path has only just begun.
"Hold on, Yi Chen~"
William looked toward the outside world through the gap in his consciousness.
He tried to find his teammates who had come to provide support.
He hoped most of all to see Teacher Zed return, or that special teammate arrive. Only the support of those two could truly break the current