Chapter 20: "Within"

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The Great Old Ones

 

The Early twentieth century seer and prophet, Howard Phillips (HP) Lovecraft, coined the term "Great Old Ones" in his writings. The Great Old Ones are a loose pantheon of ancient, powerful deities from space who once ruled the Earth and who, with the disappearance of magic in our reality following the Atlantean Cataclysm, have since fallen into a deathlike sleep.

 

HP Lovecraft named several of these deities including, Azathoth, Cthulhu, Ghatanothoa, Shub-Niggurath, Yog-Sothoth, Nyarlathotep, and Yig. With a few exceptions, Cthulhu, Ghatanothoa, et al., this loose pantheon apparently exists 'outside' of normal space-time. Though worshipped by deranged human (and inhuman) cults, these beings are generally imprisoned or restricted in their ability to interact with most people (beneath the sea, inside the Earth, in other dimensions, and so on). Modern creatures such as the Splurrgorth and Vampire Intelligences are pale images of the lost and trapped Old Ones.

 

Many are the followers of the Great Old Ones who are active in attempting to return their masters to the Earth. Rumors abound of one such creature having returned to dwell in the depths of the Pacific Ocean but as of this writing these stories have not been confirmed.

            - University of New Lazlo Database (Updated 100 PA)

 

"I see a giant hand reaching through the break in the void to our worlds. I see this hand grasping all the works of mortals and crushing them."

 

            - The Collected Prophecies of Tamara Walker

 

The Void

            "John, where are we?" Meg asked her hands trembling almost imperceptibly.

            "We're inside the Ring of Potential," he said sounding almost as awestruck as Meg felt. "I think it's showing us the beginning."

            "Umm, the beginning of what?" Meg asked, giving him crooked smile.

            "I think of everything," he replied in a hushed whisper.

            Before John could respond the void all around them exploded in light and heat. It was beautiful and terrifying in equal measure. There was more happening than any human mind, even ones as gifted as Meg and John, could take in. Human perceptions filtered what they were seeing and reinterpreted it as something their brains could process.

            Time, space, and reality swirled in a ball of chaos.

            "So," Meg asked awestruck by racing columns of color and energy, "this is what 'let there be light' means."

            John didn't even bother to try and fight his laughter.

            Time moved fast and the two of them watched trillions of galaxies rise and fall. They watched in wonder the births and deaths of entire species and civilizations. The duo was swept toward a small spiral galaxy in an unimportant branch of an inconspicuous globular cluster. The view zoomed in on a section of one arm.

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