Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

Mu Xing knew that he was not dead.

This Dean of Byrgenwerth College, who had established a connection with the Great Ones through forbidden eyes, had long surpassed the limits of human lifespan.

He had created the Ocular Orb for himself, gaining the freedom to see the truth, but his decaying body was confined to a bronze wheelchair.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to be able to travel between different dimensions and dreams, exploring and spying on those unknown forbidden knowledges.

Just as Mu Xing approached him, a gurgling sound suddenly came from his throat.

It was like rusty gears crushing bone fragments.

"Oh, it seems another guest has arrived. Let me see who you are—a stranger seeking the mysteries of blood?"

His eyes were tightly closed, but he could clearly see Mu Xing with his Ocular Orb.

Mu Xing shook his head: "I am not here to seek blood, but to seek the truth."

Master Willem in the bronze rocking chair remained as calm as ever.

"Truth? Young man, what do you want to know? About Blood Ministration? The secrets of the college? Or about the Great Ones?"

Then he said to himself, "It has been a long time since anyone has come here. Perhaps you can talk to me."

Mu Xing walked past him to the edge of the steps, facing the shore of Lake of the Unspoken, which was dyed silver by the moonlight.

The broken waves rippled like fish scales, delicate and beautiful.

"No, I am not interested in these. The world's predicament has surpassed the disasters brought by Blood Ministration and the Great Ones. It has fallen into some kind of endless cycle. Have you noticed this, Master?"

Mu Xing turned around, his eyes fixed on Master Willem in the rocking chair, eager to get answers from him.

At this moment, Master Willem actually stretched out his withered right hand.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't moved his palm for too long that Mu Xing heard a frowning tearing sound when he tore his hand from the armrest to which it was almost stuck.

He gently lifted the hat on his head, revealing those tightly closed eyes.

When the eyelids slowly opened, revealing pupils without whites.

It wasn't until a while later that a faint light lit up in those pupils.

He grabbed the silver scepter with one hand and began to support his body with his left hand, trying to stand up.

This process was not easy; his body was like a pile of gears rusted from disrepair.

It didn't seem so easy to restart it.

Mu Xing stretched out his right hand to him, and the other party quickly used Mu Xing's strength to stand up from the ancient rocking chair.

"Thank you, young man."

He looked back at the college behind him.

"Did you come in from outside?"

Mu Xing said blankly, "Is there a third person here?"

Master Willem let out an overwhelmed laugh in his throat:

"Heh heh heh… That's right. I just didn't expect that someone could actually pass through the axis of time and come to this college forgotten by time."

His tone was a bit incredible and awe-inspiring.

"So, what exactly happened here?" Mu Xing said.

Master Willem struggled to move towards the edge of the steps, reaching the end of the platform.

One more step forward, and it would be the deep lake water.

"Young man, would you like to listen to this old thing tell you a story?"

Mu Xing frowned. He didn't come here to listen to stories.

However, he knew that Master Willem was not a person who would aimlessly say things, so he could only patiently nod: "Of course!"

Master Willem waved the scepter in his hand, and the lake water in front began to ripple.

"Once upon a time, there was a young scholar who came from the distant South, traveling thousands of miles to study at the college."

"But because of his dull talent and poor understanding, the college repeatedly rejected his qualifications for admission."

"But the young scholar was not discouraged and came to the college every week and every month for the entrance examination."

"Until a year later, the college teacher was finally moved by him and decided to make an exception to accept this student."

"However, he also became the object of ridicule for every student in the college."

"They laughed at his stupidity, laughed at his foolishness, laughed at how others could learn knowledge in one course, but he needed several days."

"However, this did not dampen the scholar's confidence. He still tirelessly immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge, immersed himself in the pursuit of knowledge."

"One day, the college found the remains of an ancient Great One, and through the blood of the Great One, they came into contact with countless forbidden knowledges."

"All the students went crazy. They frantically devoted all their energy to these forbidden knowledges."

"Everyone was eager to find a path to the mysteries of the universe from those forbidden knowledges."

"However, there was one exception."

"That foolish student?" Mu Xing interjected.

Master Willem nodded gently: "That's right. When everyone was immersed in the pursuit of forbidden knowledge, he was still studying those most basic theoretical knowledges in a solid manner."

"Later, the scholars found a way to a higher-level world in these forbidden knowledges."

"They became more and more crazy, not only staying in theory but also carrying out various forbidden experiments."

"They first used animals as experimental subjects, then corpses, and finally humans."

"Even many people did not hesitate to use their own bodies for experiments."

"Everyone had only one purpose: to contact the Great Ones and become Great Ones."

"And during this period, many schools were born."

"Some advocated using the birth of the Ocular Orb to contact the Great Ones. They believed that only the Ocular Orb could see the Great Ones and undertake the connection with the Great Ones."

"Some believed that blood was the key. Through Blood Ministration, they could resonate with the Great Ones with the power of blood."

"Others believed that thinking and free will were the advantages of human beings, but also the biggest flaws that prevented human beings from contacting reality."

"They advocated limiting their free will and thinking in order to contact the Great Ones."

Hearing this, Mu Xing knew what these three theories Master Willem was talking about represented.

They were Byrgenwerth College, which was loyal to creating the Ocular Orb, the Healing Church, which was obsessed with Blood Ministration, and the School of Mensis, which attempted to create a fusion with the Old Gods.

Of course, in addition to these mainstream schools, there were also some smaller schools, such as the Choir, which advocated contacting and summoning unknown forces of the universe, and so on.

These people had different paths, but their goals were the same.

Master Willem continued: "The establishment of factions eventually led to the division of the college until I discovered the secret hidden behind the blood of the Old Gods."

He looked back at Mu Xing: "Since you can come here, I believe you should know the conspiracy of the Old Gods, right?"

Mu Xing nodded frankly: "Of course. The Old Gods are running around for their offspring, and in order to obtain offspring, they do not hesitate to sacrifice Yharnam and the entire world."

"They use dreams as hunting grounds, where they engage in fighting and gambling."

Master Willem sighed: "Yes, at first, everyone thought this was a gift from the Great Ones."

"But they never thought that this was the sweet honey prepared by those dangerous Great Ones for humans."

"And under this honey is a bottomless trap and abyss."