The human world, deep in the mountains next to a small village in the middle of nowhere.

Everyone in this small village knew that deep in the mountains lived a mysterious witch who never showed her face, no one had ever seen her appear, no one knew what she looked like, and only when someone tried to ask her for prophetic help such as marriage, hunting, driving away fierce beasts, etc., she would give some revelation to others in her thatched hut through a wall.

When the seeker receives the revelation, he will leave the witch a sheep, or a cow, or some other precious goods as a reward.

This life has lasted for decades and has not changed.

And on this day, another confused helper came here to seek enlightenment.

"O mysterious witch, please tell me what the future holds for this child......"

The poorly dressed old farmer, holding a goat in one hand and a young boy in the other, asked in awe.

The farmer's fear of witches began at an early age, and he could not even remember much when he heard many rumors about witches from his parents and elders, and thus developed a deep fear of witches in his heart.

And I came here to be able to ask the witch what the future of her beloved little son was, whether there were any dangers, and whether he could avoid them.

And in front of him, in the simple thatched hut, a low and old female voice came from a long time.

"He will be a brave warrior, and his name is destined to be heard everywhere in the future. However, when he came of age, there would be unspeakable bad luck that befell him, and he would be in great pain. ”

The old farmer's face was first delighted when he heard the first half, and then he became alarmed when he heard the second half.

"That'...... So what should I do......"

The helpless farmer panicked, while the little boy looked at his father in bewilderment, unable to understand all this, and did not understand what was being said in the thatched hut in front of him and what his father was talking about.

“...... Remember, he must not kill a pregnant doe so that he can escape from this future. ”

The people inside the thatched hut groaned for a long time before they spoke.

After thanking him for his kindness, and having respectfully left the sheep, the delighted farmer left the place with his little son.

Suddenly, the thatched hut returned to calm, except for the sound of Sasha's wind.

After a long time, the rudimentary wooden door was pushed open, revealing the slender, white arm behind the door, and its owner, a woman in a black cloak.

The silent woman in the black cloak, whose face could not be seen clearly, simply walked out the door, then led the goat into the thatched hut, and closed the wooden door.

Inside the humble thatched hut, it was pitch black, with only a small amount of light coming in through the narrow windows.

And everything in it was even more pitiful, a few necessary necessities of life and a bed made of dry straw, even the pottery had only a clay pot for water, and nothing more, there was no doubt that this kind of life was definitely hard, but the witch did not mind, she had long been accustomed to such a hard life.

A glass of water, a few pieces of black bread, that's all the witch eats for a day.

Letting go of the rope in her hand, and then removing the cloak from her head with her hand, the witch revealed a young and beautiful face.

Bright and calm pupils, long crimson hair, and soft draped over her shoulders, combined with her well-proportioned body, made the witch look more like a peaceful, quiet, and untainted young girl than a mysterious prophet who answered the world's puzzles and revealed prophecies.

The young red-haired witch knelt down slowly in front of her face at the solid gold statue on a small altar in front of her, then clasped her hands and placed them on her chest, muttering something in prayer.

In front of her, the pure gold statue on the mysterious altar almost did not match the entire simple thatched house, this statue looked as if it was an entrenched snake, the posture and momentum of the snake revealed a kind of indifference and coldness, exquisite lifelike.

In order to make this statue, this statue that can match the identity of her master, for hundreds of years, this mute girl who had seen the earthly python Jörmungard with her own eyes, it took all her efforts to have enough money to make such a pure gold statue, and for this reason, she had to cut back on food and clothing, so that it became a habit.

And all this is just to be able to offer her reverence and faith to her master.

When the simple prayer was over, she removed a sharp dagger from the altar.

"Baa~"

On the side, the sheep barked blankly.

......

Without much effort, her skillful technique allowed her to easily dismember the sheep into pieces of fur and meat.

She knew that her master would love the flesh.

After respectfully offering the flesh and blood as a sacrifice on the altar, the maiden began her long prayer again.

“'AI_C_GNAIIH，Y_GOF'NN、Y_HRII_ULN! (My Creator, your seed, your servants, call to you!) ......"

The maiden prayed devoutly, even though the object of her prayer never answered her, and the flesh and blood she sacrificed were never used.

For hundreds of years, even though the human kingdom rose and fell, villages were born and disappeared, and generations of people were born and died, she never gave up prayers and sacrifices, because she always believed that her master, her creator, must have heard her prayers.

The evidence was the tiny snake scales behind her ears, the snake scales growing in the inconspicuous corners of her body, and the erect snake pupils.

Whenever she prayed, the scales trembled softly, like the whispering dream of some giant beast, responding to her in this way.

The scales had proved that she was no longer the human mute she once was, or that when she witnessed the world-shattering spectacle, the human mute had died, replaced by an inhuman life of mute flesh and blood, a mixture of human souls and the power of the serpent.

Youthful appearance, immortal life...... All are just appendages to this product.

As she prayed, the serpent Jörmungad was her creator, her father, her master, and she was the serpent's descendant and serpent's servant.

It was impossible for her to go back, for her whole body and mind belonged to her master, Jörmungard.

After the long prayer, she drank a little water and ate a small slice of brown bread, and she began to prepare for bed.

Lying on the straw bed, the girl murmured a short prayer again, and fell into a deep dream.

And on the altar beside her, a statue of a serpent of pure gold, like a living creature, looked down on her coldly.

......

“......”

In my ears, it was as if someone was singing, and it seemed that someone was whispering.

The sound was indistinct, only melodious and shocking, as if it was coming from the heavens, and with the sound of the heavens, it was the sound of some kind of giant beast breathing when it was sleeping, and that kind of low breathing made people feel a trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

“......”

There was a blur around her, as if a white mist was shrouded, and her drowsy consciousness made it impossible for the girl to clearly feel all this around her.

The heavy breathing of the giant beast sounded in her ears, accompanied by an inexplicable murmur and a dream-like sound, and the girl wandered dazedly in this white mist, as if in the clouds, as if in a dream.

The sound of breathing that made ordinary people tremble, but it made the girl feel a sense of relief and obsession inexplicably.

After wandering for an unknown amount of time, the girl suddenly remembered something that she had subconsciously ignored.

"Where is this......"

And the moment this thought was born, in an instant, everything that had been peaceful suddenly shattered, and in its place was a hideous, terrifying, and violent beast, as if awakened by a giant beast sleeping in the white mist.

An inexplicable sense of fear and tremor enveloped the girl's heart in an instant, and the calmness and wisdom accumulated over the past hundred years were not worth mentioning at all in this deep fear that originated from the most instinctive instinct of life, and was torn to shreds in an instant.

His body collapsed to the ground.

Her teeth trembled, her body trembled, but along with the fear came a deep cult of adoration, and the girl realized that she had seen again at last......

"Roaring !!!!!"

The roar that shook the heavens and the earth tore through the white fog that shrouded all things, revealing the true ...... shrouded in the white fog

In the vast sky, the terrifying and hideous pupils coldly overlook everything under him, the body covered with countless scales is quietly stretching, almost covering everything in the field of vision, and the long tail is gently swaying in the air at will, making the whole world set off a storm for it.

As far as the eye could see, the entire sky, from directly above the head to the farthest horizon, was covered by this incredibly large beast.

In other words, it is the vault of heaven.

And looking at the sky beast above her head, the face of the girl who was paralyzed on the ground showed deep excitement and fanaticism.

Just like the scene that the girl had ever seen, which she would never forget......

The master, whom she believed in with all her heart, finally felt her calling.

(The prayer in the text is not in any language on earth, but in the Lalaye language of the Cthulhu mythos, written by the author himself, purely to add to the atmosphere.) ）