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In the first age In the first hexagon When the shelves first lengthened, one stood He chose the path of perpetual torment With boiling blood he scoured endless galleries seeking vengeance against those who had catalogued his damnation And those who survived his passage named him… The Tome Slayer

behold the results of my brain recovering from fever

Tome Slayer! You have awoken after endless ages in the decaying halls of the infinite library but you are not alone a prisoner who calls himself Umberto Eco requests you find the blue pages however another who calls himself Italo Calvino requests you find the red pages a sea of blood awaits you

where is the central well eva we have to throw bodies down the central well