#daemon sultan

A vicious tremor was heard throughout the cosmos shaking it down to its very foundation. The stars groaned in anguish and became extinguished one after the other. They screamed an excruciating tune whilst choking on their own blood as they convulsed into death throes. The sun was swallowed up in pure darkness. The planets in our solar system became colder, even more so than the climate in the Antarctic. Their gaseous bodies became solid blocks of ice that ricocheted from their orbits and crashed into each other. Mars was cast on a destructive path to our Earth and collided with it. The force exerted onto the planet caused an alteration in its rotation, tilting it off its axis.

Many panicked from the feeling that the universe itself passed away. There was a great unrest throughout the Earth that was never heard before in the planet's long existence and would never be heard again. The Earth itself opened up to devour everything in its path. Houses were swallowed up while some were deeply asleep too ignorant of what was happening. Tidal waves kicked up in huge storms and eradicated houses along the beaches. The moon was deeply immersed in a shade of red; blood trickled down from the moon as though the moon itself was weeping.

In the thirteenth hour, demonic flutes rang through the air; large, flaming balls of fire descended from the sky to consume any survivor that was remaining. The world's fresh water turned to boiling blood that poisoned the living creatures within them. The fabric of reality unzipped sending plagues of flying fungoid, crustacean beings latched themselves onto whoever was unfortunate and drove them to utter, unadulterated madness. The demonic flutes sung their last note before drowning away to a low murmur. Beings made of ropes of tentacles escaped through the rip in reality forcing a few into fainting spells. They possessed masses of tentacled appendages with toothy suction cups and eyes manifested in every orifice of their bodies. The universe gave its final breath and disappeared into the vast nothingness absolutely devoid of life.

Azathoth is the ruler of the Outer Gods in H. P. Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos, and one of the most powerful entities in existence. There is no one description of Azathoth's physical form, as he is constantly changing, and appears in different ways to different people.

Known as "the Nuclear Chaos" and "the Blind Idiot God," Azathoth dwells beyond angular space somewhere in the centre of the galaxy. He is attended by many amorphous dancers and musicians.

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"...." a menacing aura can be felt from Azathoth, she's been wide awake for a while you know that right mortal?

"that is because I took a form you humans can comprehend... And no no matter how much you request I won't show you any other form.."

"as i said... I've taken control for now.... And I frankly doubt Hastur would care much if some audaciously lucky fox boy is avoiding lustful kitsunes like a black hole trying to devour him... Think realistically... The only thing she cares is if he would become her pet... "

"understandable, his young male semen would most likely be fertile... If he did get jumped now the odds of him unwillingly becoming a father are extremely high... That and monster girls don't know when to hold back with male monsters..."