Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

On the altar, in the black flames, he witnessed everything.    

The meteorite that destroyed everything was summoned. The god that appeared out of nowhere charged into the sky and launched an attack.    

This is... Why?    

He wanted to stop all of this, but the runes had already been activated. The power of the entire Runic Fortress had been transferred, turning into the path marked by the meteorite that destroyed the world.    

However, the meteorite still deviated from its original trajectory due to the actions of the gods.    

The Star Killer fell to the ground.    

The earth trembled.    

Everything was burning.    

What followed was what they saw now. What they saw was a vast starry sky that stretched as far as the eye could see.    

Was this the end...    

Then there is only himself left...    

As a sinner who blasphemed the flames, this eternal silence was undoubtedly the most appropriate cage.    

He would be imprisoned here. Until it disappeared... Wait a minute?    

The towering figure raised his head.    

...    

Why was the god here?    

It was only at this moment that he recalled that after resisting the meteors, the god seemed to have landed directly in the valley.    

...    

As a sinner, he should be banished, but the gods...    

In the end, the people of the fire still caused trouble for the gods...    

He mobilized the power of the Rune Fortress. After losing his body, he had some other understanding of the power of runes.    

He could feel that as the power was used, an inexplicable connection was established between him and the gods.    

He felt that he could convey his thoughts to the gods. It was not a set of body language, but a more direct communication.    

He wanted to pray to the gods. This was not a confession. The crimes he committed could not be forgiven just by confessing. He did not know why he prayed. Maybe he just wanted the gods to remember that there were still people who had gone overboard in this world?    

Through an inexplicable connection, he began to call out.    

"God Father..."    

The god's response was much faster than he had expected.    

The god's response came from the bottom of his heart.    

"What did you say?"    

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In the vast Galaxy, there was a beautiful blue planet.    

It was full of vitality, giving birth to many species and civilizations.    

Not long ago, a meteor had hit this planet of life. While inflicting serious damage to it, it had also ripped a part of this planet of life off its main body.    

The part of the planet that had been torn apart had been thrown far away by the destructive impact. However, it had still been caught by the gravitational force of the blue planet, and it had once again become a part of the planet of life in another form.    

And now, on the part that was torn apart, in a ring-shaped valley, Du Kang was lying on the square, looking up at the boundless starry sky.    

Du Kang had been looking at this starry sky for a long time. The sun had risen and then set, and it had already gone through three cycles.    

...    

"So... forget it. Let me be quiet." Du Kang silently said in his heart.    

"Okay, God Father." An inexplicable message appeared in his heart.    

Du Kang raised his head and continued to look at the starry sky.    

The information he suddenly received was a bit too much. Du Kang really needed to calm down and sort out his thoughts.    

Hmm... First of all... No, that doesn't seem to be the case. First of all...    

The ancestors of this group of shrimp should have seen him hunt before, and even saw him start a fire. After that, the battle of wits and courage with the two octopuses should have been seen as well, and as weak creatures, to worship powerful creatures was a very normal phenomenon. As time passed, this worship evolved into something that resembled a religion...    

But compared to religion, it was more like primitive totem worship...    

Wait, how long have I lived?    

Why are those two octopuses able to live for so long?    

Shaking his head to dispel this sudden thought, Du Kang continued to organize his thoughts.    

The degree of civilization of these shrimp people was actually not high... Although they also had their own language and words, Du Kang finally understood that it was a set of body language. He even learned to plant and graze, but they quickly ran into the ceiling of their own civilization.    

It was the pair of powerful limbs that these shrimp people were so proud of.    

This pair of limbs was too convenient. They could be used as axes or chisels that were carved into wood, and they could also be used as the most suitable saber in a battle. As for the closed limbs, they could be used as heavy punches. Of course, Du Kang knew that kind of strength very well.    

Ah, yes, this pair of appendages could also be used to make a fire.    

But this pair of appendages could not be used as tools.    

Or rather, this pair of appendages was already good enough, so there was no need to make tools to make up for the deficiencies.    

Thus, this pair of appendages could only be done to the limits of this group of shrimp people. If there were no accidents, the level of civilization of this group of shrimp people would always be stuck at this primitive stage, until they died or evolved into something else over time.    

However, there were some special things that changed these shrimp people.    

Those were things that these shrimp people called runes.    

Moving his legs, Du Kang moved to the edge of the square and found an empty space. He stretched out his legs and started writing.    

"You," "say,, 'what'.    

After he finished writing, Du Kang walked to the other side and looked at the three words that came from the opposite direction.    

...    

According to the description, the ancestors of these shrimp people should have seen these things.    

Du Kang lifted his legs and carefully wrote a few words backwards.    

...    

Nothing happened.    

...    

How did these shrimp people do it?    

Du Kang thought of the first time he saw a shrimp man. At that time, after a shrimp man saw the words he wrote, he immediately drew a large mark on the ground.    

Perhaps that was what these shrimp people were really using.    

In other words, although it came from his handwriting, it had nothing to do with the meaning of those words.    

Du Kang felt very unwilling and wrote a few more words backwards.    

...    

Nothing happened.    

...    

Gan, how did these shrimp people do it?!    

However, since this group of shrimp people's so-called runic powers were so convenient, they could even communicate with their minds. Then they should be able to do something else as well...    

Du Kang communicated with the unknown information in his heart. He knew that the other party was currently the black flame burning on the altar.    

"I say... did you just say that you want to apologize?"    

"Yes, God Father. What do you want to do?"    

Hmm... how should I put it...    

Du Kang hesitated for half a second.    

"Do you have any ways to make me human?"    

"God Father, you mean..."    

He said, "You mean to turn me into a human? This body is too cumbersome now. I am sleepy all day, and I do not have any fun in life."    

Du Kang complained. He had long felt that something was wrong.    

"God Father, you mean... transformation? God Father, do you have any requests for the incarnation?"    

"Yes, the incarnation is fine too." Du Kang was not picky. It was good enough that he had a solution. "If you want it... you need to be handsome, tall and strong. Your body must be strong enough. Only then can you be a fierce man."    

... "Okay. God Father, just focus your mind on the Flame Throne."    

Fire Throne? Du Kang looked at the altar.    

Oh, I see. I just need to concentrate. It's so convenient...    

...    

After a moment of trance, Du Kang looked around.    

He was not used to the sudden change in angle. Everything around him had been magnified many times. It was only at this time that he could vaguely feel the glorious achievements of these shrimp people in this broken valley.    

He could still see the mountain-like figure in the distance. Du Kang knew that it was his body. And now, this towering figure was lying on the square, sleeping.    

Oh... It means that Zhuang Zhou is like a dream butterfly, right?    

Although he didn't know how the other party did it, it was really a convenient ability.    

His body was indeed very strong. Du Kang felt that he could even kill a cow with one punch.    

Wait, a cow?    

Du Kang lowered his head and looked at his hands. He saw a pair of appendages.    

...    

I...    4

Du Kang opened his mouth and found that he couldn't speak.    

"What the hell!"    

Du Kang lowered his head and looked at his own body.    

Six thick and strong legs supported the same thick torso. A strong tail like that of a lizard swung behind him. The upper half of his body stood up, and a pair of strong legs grew on his shoulders where he should have arms. His entire body was covered with a solid carapace.    

...    

There seemed to be something wrong...    

Du Kang silently communicated with the black flames on the altar.    

"Hey, take a look, eh?"    

On the altar, the bright flames were burning fiercely. The black flames that originally occupied the altar were only the flames that had shrunk into a ball in the center of the altar.    

There was no response.    

Only Du Kang was left facing the burning flames and the vast starry sky.