Aether Emerges

Ancient One had been quite helpless when she directly entrusted the London Sanctum to Evenson. As the saying went, a mother knew her child best. Though the comparison was somewhat inappropriate, Ancient One knew exactly what her disciples were capable of.

They were fine for small skirmishes, but asking them to deal with the dimensional ripples brought about when The stars are aligning was truly asking too much. So she could only leave it to Evenson.

As for how the Sanctums had handled things before Evenson came along, Ancient One's answer was that they had gritted their teeth and faced it. Once the stars aligned, she would plunge headfirst into R'lyeh anyway. No matter how one looked at it, that side was more important. As for the outside world, let it do whatever it wanted. It was not like the world would end.

Besides, did he think The stars are aligning was some close friend who could show up whenever it pleased? It only happened once every few centuries. The last time it occurred, the Crusaders had been preparing for the Second Crusade. Communications had been underdeveloped back then, and humanity had been extremely superstitious, making them easy to fool.

Even if someone had been affected by a dimensional ripple, seen creatures from another world, or even traveled to another world and back, at most they would leave behind a few absurd myths. The worst-case scenario was helping a few heretical cults preaching the end of the world gain some followers.

Those things had been easy to handle. For myths, they could discuss it with the Pope and simply label them deviant heresies; then no one would spread them anymore. As for heretical cults, that was even easier. Just drag in the cult leaders and bleed them one by one.