It Turns Out That I Am Really the Lord of the Old Ones

This is a world filled with mystery. Aiden travels to England during the Industrial Revolution, but in this world, knowledge is a kind of pollution. The more you know, the easier it is to collapse in the face of mystery. At least that's the case for ordinary people. Hidden Texts, Climbers, Akashic Records, Hermeticism… The soul carries knowledge, and knowledge brings pollution. Only by constantly rising can we avoid the risk of madness. But Aiden discovered something. "No. "I seem to be the Lord of the Old Ones? "