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H.P. Lovecraft was something of a prophet. To many of his fans, they enjoy his readings of dark and powerful entities, unable to be comprehanded by humanity. In which someone tries to brutally display these powers. It was much how we view ants it is how these beings view us. I speak of the powerful Old Ones from his Lore. However, much to everyone's surprise. It is truth.
However, he did no get everything right. The most powerful one of these beings was Azathoth. Viewed by most as the creation deity of his lore, he is considered the sultan of these daemons and is kept in a state of content by his supernatural musicians. Knowing the ways of creation, destruction and omnipotence, he is the embodiment of the promordial chaos of the universe.
He is the mad god.
He can do anything he wants.
However, because he is mad, he is unaware of the actions he does and more importantly, the consequences they have.
With a mighty bellow, he released shockwave that affected his spawn, the Great Old Ones.
The mighty Great Old Ones awoke before they felt something they haven't fell for eons.
They felt themsevles being squeezed and crushed and absorbed into the darkness. Their very essence became condensed. The result were several large black diamonds, found near some ruins. They are held in different parts of the world as ancient artifacts of a long forgotten civilization.
You find youself here in the museum when the crystal beckons you. It is sititng there, plain and undetected. You approach and grab it. You cut yourself slight on the edge. From the contract of blood, the Great Old One is bonded to you. It has now been a month since the incident. You have been plauged by nightmares by the Old One in you.
As you plan to sleep, you see the news on the television of mass suicides going on. Tonight you will get the answers and why this has happened. You and the Old One bonded to you have done something for one another. For you, you have gotten power. Power which will grow as you do. The Old One now has drive and purpose. Both of you grow with one another.
The world is ripe and there is an enemy among you...
The first war of the Great Old Ones is about to begin!
We start the RPG by waking up from a nightmare and we recall the details. It has creepy whispers involved as well ending up with a sense to seek out one another. As you prepare for the day, you turn on the TV and see news of strange bizarre underwater ruins appear. You flip through the channel and hear news of new artifacts being discovered, people going insane and even one of a strane amphian resemblign a human washed up.
As you prepare to leave, the voice of your Great Old One speaks to you.