Regarding the contents of the Dark Tome fragment.
I had originally planned to put this in the main text, but decided against it. I wanted to make an image, yet after working on it for a long time, none of them satisfied me.
So I simply attached this on-site photograph of the original Abyssal text here.
P.S.: The translation is below. Readers fluent in Abyssal need only glance over it; do not stare at it for too long, lest it draw the attention of abyssal creatures.
At the dawn of creation, light already existed...
But before that, chaos had already been born.
To study demons was to study the Abyss itself.
Just as a Darkmantle tightly enveloped its victim's head, beneath the chaos of rage, hatred, and fury lay buried ancient knowledge.
Interestingly, demonic knowledge did not drive me mad. Instead, I was ruled by the very act of studying that knowledge.
A learned scholar, driven by curiosity to explore the bottomless abyss, might find it watching him—the tentacles of darkness reaching into his soul, a power from before eternity clutching him tight.
Was this what they called madness?
No. He could not possibly live to understand such madness.
I studied demonology, and for some reason, I had endured until now.
I had never contended with the Abyss, nor had I allowed the demons serving it—yes, that was what I meant, they served the Abyss itself!—to extinguish my thirst for knowledge.
Those who came after me, if their minds were not yet mature enough, must take care. They could continue the dark journey from where my footsteps ended.
Yet upon my solitary journey, I obtained truths they were unwilling to reveal with their own hands.
More importantly, I learned that the Abyss was the source of the dark chaos at