The Esoteric World: I Grind for Proficiency

[Cthulhu] [Esoteric Cults] [Steampunk] [Progression] [Proficiency System] [Victorian Era]

After transmigrating into the body of a private detective who had graduated from Miskatonic University, James woke to discover that half his face had been blown apart by a bullet.

His bones were shattered, his flesh a mangled mess.

And yet, the wound was healing in a grotesque fashion.

Countless tendrils writhed and intertwined, rebuilding his bones and flesh. A mysterious panel appeared before his eyes.

[Physique: 6/10]

[Sanity: 3/10]

[Passion: 12/10]

[Status: Blood Lord's Mark]

Clawing his way back from the brink of death, James discovered that he had gained a special ability.

Reading, practicing, and researching could all build proficiency.

Ancient languages, combat techniques, occult knowledge... As long as he kept learning and putting his knowledge into practice, he could turn what he accumulated into an even greater advantage.

Others sacrificed their sanity, or even their lives, to glimpse forbidden secrets.

But he would start with the most basic words and knowledge, unraveling, step by step, secrets beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

But when he finally understood the ancient texts and truly grasped those forbidden rituals, would the things he gazed upon also be gazing back at him?