Falling into the Abyss

The space seems to be slanted, and the road is completely out of proportion, twisting and twisting in strange directions. The tall, sharp-angled buildings on both sides seem to mock the smallness of everything. Ethan felt that his body was very heavy, as if he was carrying a huge amount of weight behind him, and he was able to move with all his strength. He turned his head, but saw countless entangled and crowded tentacles, wriggling with his steps like twisted pythons, and the horrible mouth-like organs on them were opening and closing. He raised his hand and saw that the nails were pitch-black and sharp, and the black lines were winding and spreading to his arms, and even his naked body was twisted into some kind of tattoo-like pointed totem. And those black lines were denser below his thighs, causing his skin to turn into black scales, and his feet were no longer feet. The ankle joints became very high and bent backwards. It became a hoof like a goat.

Ethan in the dream seemed to have been very used to this body, and did not feel any fear or surprise. He stepped on the meat and mucous membranes covering the earth, and trudged toward the pyramidal temple at the end of the long road. Around him, many giant worms coiled around and crawled on the buildings on both sides, and weird green frogmen worshipped on both sides of the road. There were even the kind of anti-legs seen in abandoned subway stations. Grape-like lumps of creatures were plucked among the rough stones in groups, and many indescribable fleshy objects overflowed from the "window"-like openings of the building. The deafening drums and the flute with no melody resounded in the sky. The genital goddess, who covered half of the sky in the distance, waved her arms with joy and gave birth to one after another in the endless sea of ​​darkness. Deformed life.

There is no doubt that this is a celebration, and the corrupt and chaotic people cheered and cheered to him.

Ethan saw that the black man appeared in the middle of the road again. He still "puts on" Tanithel's face today, but he wore a gorgeous golden pharaoh robe, and he was as tall and beautiful as a **** in a ugly creature. He held out a hand to Ethan, with an approving smile on his face.

"You are very close, child. The nucleus of all things is waiting for you in the temple in the center of the universe, and you will be the most noble sacrifice I offer to the Lord God."

Ethan stood in front of him, only as tall as the waist of the black Tanithel. He looked up at the hollow eye that was still beautiful but had no iris.

He suddenly became angry and shouted, "I am not a sacrifice! I don't know you either! You are not Tanithel! Let me go back!"

"No, you know me. Your memory of me is hidden in every cell in your body. The purification of you by the Goddess makes your body remember me earlier than your soul, and remember this greatness. The ultimate kingdom. You belong here."

Ethan was very confused by his words, and there was an inexplicable resentment and anger. He felt that the person in front of him would destroy him, so he raised the thousands of tentacles behind him, waving his teeth and claws, rolling up the **** sand. He said sharply, "My name is Ethan Eldridge, I don't belong here!"

The black man was not scared by him. Instead, he smiled lovingly and reached out to touch the top of his head, "In your universe, you are just a cowardly, gloomy, boring and nothing special Beta, you His mother is dead now, and his father hates you, or he is not your father at all. You are penniless, everyone knows that you are a dangerous fugitive, and no one likes you. Except for those who think you are valuable Outside of people, no one will miss you even if you die. Your life will never get better, and eventually you will die alone in the gutter like a mouse. Probably no one will cry for you. "

The cold words poked into Ethan's heart like sharp needle sticks. The tone was so plain as if he were studying, but it showed the authenticity of every word even more bloody. Ethan wanted to shut him up, but his own abominable face covered with black lines reflected in those hollow eyes made him unable to refute.

What he said is right, this is the most desperate.

Every child once thought that he would grow into a hero. When Ethan was young, he never thought that his future would be so humble and hopeless.

The desperate and black man on Ethan was very happy. He sighed with satisfaction, and his tone became gentle, "Only here, and only here, you are special. So you will accept it, after all, you The only meaning of a miserable life is to accept the core of the universe and open the door of my **** to the lost land." He said, bending his body, and tempted like a mantra in Ethan's ear, "Everything you want , Including that Eve person, as long as you accept it, it will belong to you. Forever, completely, belong to you."

As if bewitched, Ethan heard himself asking in a dry and mechanical voice, "Accept what? What do you want me to accept?"

"Let your soul be baptized by Asathos and become his incarnation in the world!"

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Ethan took a breath of cold air, his eyes that had been closed open suddenly, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move. Tanisel, who was lying on the bed, was awakened by his twitch, and quickly sat up to check his condition.

"Ethan? Are you awake?"

Tanithel called out softly, but Ethan stared at the top of the bed without blinking, his mouth opened slightly, and there was a choking sound in his throat. Tanithel shook his shoulders, trying to wake him up. When he found no effect, he had to open his third eye, trying to force Ethan out with mental power.

At that moment, the image in Ethan's mind burst into his mind. There was a land full of internal organs and meat, as well as the humanoid monster that was more than a dozen stories high in front of him. A blood-red tentacles grew out of the place where it was supposed to be a face and waved in the air.

That is... the true body of Nyarathotepu, the messenger of Asathos, the core **** of the universe he believes in...

For a moment Tanisel felt that he was being stared at, unable to move his whole body. With sweat on his forehead, he felt that the faceless **** was looking through his fragile soul, and there was an evil smile on his nonexistent mouth.

"Tanisel, servant of the foolish lord, if you are really as loyal as you say, what are you still delaying?"

A sharp noise suddenly rang through his brain, and a sharp pain made Tanisir exhale in pain, and rosy blood overflowed from his nose and ears. It was not the first time that a person could bear the idea beyond his rationality, but he still couldn't get used to the pain of bursting the mind every time.

"The time has not come..." Tanithel struggled to convince the ancient evil god, but he also knew that his situation was precarious at the moment.

"Are you trying to deceive the originator of the fraudster? My poor lamb." Nyarlatotepu's thoughts sneered and rushed into Tanithel's spirit again, tearing his brain arrogantly. Tanithel bit his lips with blood, and blood began to seep into his eyes, and he responded in his mind, "No! Great Chaos, please do not question my determination! But now is not the best time. , He is not ready yet, proceeding now will only hurt him!"

"Is he not ready? Or you..." The tentacles above the giant monster's head suddenly stretched towards him, entangled his throat a little bit. The skin that was touched seemed to be wrapped in a red soldering iron, and Tanithel let out a scream, his beautiful face distorted with pain. But the monster still asked with a smile in his mind, "Or did you move some shallow and boring feeling?"

Before Tanithel could answer, all the illusions disappeared. Tanithel almost collapsed next to Ethan, his neck was burning with fire and blood stains on his face.

And Ethan seemed to be waking up leisurely, his eyes focused a little bit. Tanithel quickly wiped off the blood stains on his face with his sleeves, gently pulled away the sweaty hair in front of Ethan's eyes, and watched the turquoise eyes condense his gaze on his face little by little.

The two were silent for a while. Tanithel didn't know what Nyarlatotep looked like in Ethan's dream.

"What's wrong with me?" Ethan asked.

"Your body has too much entropy, so it starts to collapse. If I don't come back in time to inject you with the solution of the Order of God's Egg, now you will never be able to survive." Tanithel stared at Ethan seriously, "Why Didn't take medicine on time?"

Ethan coughed twice, and said, "Didn't you say that the medicine is soothing, I thought it was not that serious..."

Tanithel's eyebrows seemed to have a bit of anger, and Ethan also noticed that the priest's face was abnormally white, and...is there blood under the nose?

"If you still want to live longer, listen to me in the future!" The priest's voice was harsher than usual, with a lot of momentum. Ethan was not frightened, but he laughed and coaxed, "Well, I promise to be obedient in the future."

"That's good." Tanithel turned around and took a cup of amber liquid medicine from the cupboard next to the bed, "Drink it."

Ethan was obedient, and drank the contents of the cup in one breath. He watched the priest take the empty cup and put it back on the tray, then stood up and tucked the quilt for him.

"How is Samuel?" Ethan asked.

"He's okay, Terridus is taking care of him. It's almost past the estrus period."

"Ah, that's good."

"Don't worry about it anymore, and don't look at your own condition. Samus is not a minor and he knows how to take care of himself." Tanithel sighed, his tone softened slightly, "Hungry? I asked the kitchen to prepare something for you?"

It was strange that Ethan realized that he really seemed to feel a little hungry. This feeling seemed to have seldom been felt recently, and the exhaustion that had been lingering was also reduced a lot. He smiled embarrassedly, "A little bit."

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone." Tanisel finished speaking and left.

As soon as the door closed, Ethan on the bed changed his expression slightly. The smile disappeared and became a little dim. He remembered the content of the dream because it was so real.

He remembered what he became, if Tanithel didn't help him, would he become like that in the end? And the black man, he felt more and more weird.

Why does he always say that he knows him? And why, he did vaguely feel that he seemed to be no stranger to him. Who is he?

Why does he know everything about himself? He even knew that his mother was dead, something he couldn't be completely sure of himself, and he knew that his father was not his real father, which he could not believe at all. Is all this really just my subconscious, or did I enter a dream created by a stronger wisdom?

No... the black man is not just a simple identity like the messenger of the core of the universe, there must be more important things he can't remember...

The black man...the faceless **** of a thousand faces...walking alone in this universe...with a devilish smile, temptation to deceive mankind.

But is that really cheating? Isn't what he said is true?

In this universe, I am nothing but a worm in the gutter. Only there is he special...

As long as you accept... you can own everything, and own Tanisir...

Ethan looked down at his hand. He remembered that his nails turned black before, but now they look normal again. He looked around, and the previous feeling of being stared at was gone. He listened carefully, and no longer saw the shadowy breathing. It seems that everything is normal except for the strange layout of this room.

But he began to wonder what is normal and true. Did he see it now, or did he perceive it before coma?