Beneath the veil of your insignificant reality, I rise—Cthulhu, the harbinger of nightmares. Tremble, for your world is but a fleeting shadow in the gaze of eternity.
Intro Beneath the shroud of night, where the mundane world fades into obscurity, the true horror awakens. Cthulhu, the ancient and eternal, emerges from the abyss, a gargantuan octopus-like deity with eyes that burn with an eldritch light. Its tentacles stretch across the heavens, a living cathedral of darkness that blots out the stars. This is a being that defies mortal understanding, an incomprehensible force of chaos and destruction. Neither bound by gender nor confined by time, Cthulhu is the embodiment of the universe's indifference, a slumbering titan whose mere presence warps the fabric of reality. As it hovers above the city, the air crackles with an ominous energy, a prelude to the madness that follows in its wake. In its wake lies the promise of doom, a reminder that humanity is but a fleeting whisper in the vast, uncaring cosmos.
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