Prologue: The Return

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Azathos is an ordinary child born from an ordinary family in China, at least as it seems.

But Azathoth's childhood was bizarre and bizarre......

Azathos had an ordinary family, his parents were very kind to him, and his relatives and friends were very respectful to him, as if they were instinctively afraid of Azathoth, but they did not dare to express this expression.

Azathos was born with a special ability - anyone who was a little closer to him seemed to instinctively fear and fear him, eager to get as far away from him as possible, once the others got too close to Azathos, they would fall into a state of dementia, but as soon as they left Azathos, they would get better quickly, but they would be in a trance for a while.

This special ability was very distressing to Azathoth, because this ability made him grow up without a single friend, and he could only play alone, and was always called a "monster" by children of the same age.

However, although his parents were also influenced by himself, the family was also happy and happy, and the family lived happily.

Until one day comes......

"Bump!" The sound of a porcelain bowl shattering rang out in the living room of the Azathoth house.

"What do you say!" Azathos asked his parents incredulously, "What do you mean when you say I'm not your own?" ”

Although this sentence is a rhetorical question, the tone of shock in Azathoth's words is a little heavier.

And Azathoth's "parents" were sitting on the sofa a meter away from him with a sad face, looking at their "son" with a face full of disbelief and incredulity.

After Azathos's mood calmed down a little, his parents spoke almost at the same time: "You are indeed not our own child, but we picked it up in a hidden grass when we went to work in the next county town, more than twenty years have passed, and you should know some secrets."

But fortunately, Azathos, who lives at home all the year round and earns money by live streaming and writing novels, is also an out-and-out otaku, and his own otaku is very receptive, so he quickly accepted this little thing.

So Azathos said to his parents: "You should have told me about this earlier, whether you are my biological parents or not, I will treat you as my biological parents, in my eyes, you have raised me for more than 20 years, even if I am a 'monster', you insist on raising me, in my eyes, you are my biological parents!"

After listening to his son's heartfelt words, Azathoth's parents, Chen Xiao and Zhao Xian, moved to tears.

Looking at his parents who were crying in front of him, Azathoth had an impulse in his mind - he wanted to hug his parents.

But he knew what would happen if he really hugged his parents, and he couldn't let his parents be hurt in any way!

Azathoth's parents, knowing that their spirits might be damaged when they approached Azathoth, stood up and quickly bypassed the coffee table and hugged their son, Azathoth, fiercely.

At this moment, Azathoth also seemed to feel something, and hugged his parents tightly, and at this moment, the scene was inexplicably warm.

The family of three hugged tightly for a full three minutes before Azathoth's parents noticed something unusual.

Zhao Xianling looked at her husband Chen Xiao and said suspiciously: "Alas? Husband! It seems that we will no longer be influenced by our son! ”

Chen Xiao also looked at his wife excitedly: "It seems to be!" And I feel like my senses have been strengthened! Now I don't have glasses and I can see the little sister in the straitjacket on the balcony opposite doing morning ......"

"Bump!"

Before Chen Xiao finished speaking, Zhao Xianling hit down with a fist.

"Chen Xiao! More than forty people are still so old and improper! Look at the little sister on the opposite balcony every day! Could it be that the old lady is really getting old! ”

Zhao Xianling, who is baby-faced and not tall (1.56 meters), looks at the little sister on the balcony opposite, who is actually a little younger, Chen Xiao may also be due to good genes, not as old as his peers, but he also looks like an uncle (1.85 meters tall), this kind of scene similar to "Uncle was abused by Lori" Azathos has also seen a lot over the years.

Looking at his father who fell helplessly to the ground with a big bag on his head, Azathos left first with great interest, after all, he also knew his mother's temper after so many years, and the strange things could be left for later, anyway, there have been a lot of strange things that have happened around Azathos over the years, and it is best not to be implicated by his father.

"Mom, you're making trouble in the living room! I went back to my bedroom to read! Azathos casually made an excuse and stayed away from this "land of right and wrong".

"Son, I remember eating in the living room two hours later!" Zhao Xianling said with a smile to his son while snorting Chen Xiao's mouth.

"That's it! I know! ”

With that, Azathoth closed the door with his hand, and from then on Azathos did not bother with anything in the living room.

"The goose (child) smashed (the child) to save the ......" Chen Xiao was interrupted by the sound of the door closing before he finished speaking.

"It's useless, my son can't save you, so let's accept the punishment obediently!" Zhao Xianling said with a demonic smile.

"Don't ...... Yes! ”

……

We won't mention what happened next in the living room, but Azathoth really had to read the novel when he got back to his room.

He is now reading one of his favorite novels, The Cthulhu Mythos.

Maybe the name of Azathoth is the same as the name of Azathoth, the ruler of the outer gods in the Cthulhu Mythos! Azathos especially likes to watch The Cthulhu Mythos.

Especially when he saw the unspeakable old rulers and the unnamed outer gods described in the book, Azathoth inexplicably developed a sense of familiarity, as if these old rulers and the outer gods were his own children.

However, the Azathos described in the novel is a blind and stupid god, with no consciousness and no wisdom, or because he is too invincible and limited by himself, he can only react according to his own instincts, and the only one who knows Azathos best, Nyaratotip, is always not by Azathoth's side, and has been performing Azathoth's "mission" in the universe.

The only people who accompanied Azathos were probably the amorphous dancers, who played the invisible flute and beat the invisible drums every day, and made monotonous and boring tunes, hoping to relieve the loneliness and loneliness of their masters, but they never succeeded......

Closing the book, Azathos rubbed his tired eyes from reading for too long, turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, just over an hour has passed, the noise in the living room has stopped now, and I don't know if Zhao Xianling is tired or his parents have reconciled.

"Smack!" Another slap came from the living room.

…… It seems that my mother is tired.

Azathos lay on his bed, looking at the clean and white ceiling, and even felt some sympathy for his namesake in the Cthulhu Mythos.

"Maybe he's lonely!"

In the endless chaos, he has been listening to the monotonous and tasteless sound of flutes and drums, and none of his three descendants has been by his side, only a god on the throne looking at the old rulers around him who have no reason and feelings, and he has also given up his reason and feelings, and runs completely on instinct......

Wait a minute! How can it be as if I have experienced it myself? It feels so real!

Blindness and stupidity filled Azathoth's mind, and all sorts of disgustingly monotonous flutes and drums rang out around him.

The various irrational and emotionless gods around them uttered all sorts of chaotic screams and all sorts of indescribable words.

Although Azathoth couldn't understand what they were saying, he could understand most of the words, and the rest of the unspeakable words were just chaotic madness!

"Azathoth...... Azathoth...... Our Lord ...... Fear...... Flame...... Incineration...... Indescribable...... Confusion...... Blind Foolishness...... Foolish ......"

Their never-ending chatter irritated the deepest part of Azathoth's soul, and an indescribable madness caused Azathos to utter words that even he himself did not understand: "[Shielded] ...... [Blocked] [Blocked] ......"

Suddenly, all the old rulers around them fell silent with the indescribable words of Azathoth, and even the "beautiful music" played by the amorphous dancers stopped.

There was silence all around, and the unspeakable fear began to spread among the Old Rulers, and the Unknown Old Dominators also felt the unspeakable terror that Azathoth, the chaotic master who had always tolerated them, had given them!

At this time, all the presumptuous old rulers in front of the throne of Azathoth finally remembered the fear they had once been dominated by Azathoth, an indescribable supreme fear!

As Azathos said those words again, he was finally reminded of his past and why he had caused unspeakable fear and stupidity to those who came near him.

Because heβ€”that is, Azathoth!

An unspeakable outer god!

The supreme tyrant outer god who symbolizes "blind foolishness" - Azathoth!

The Old Rulers, who had once been presumptuous in front of Azathoth, fled this place of chaos and nothingness, knowing that their unspeakable fears had returned!

Their "tyrant" - Azathoth - he has returned!

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