As a Great Old One, the deeper Duanmu Huai delved into his Divine Office abilities, the more he discovered that his perspective was changing.
Put simply, it was the perspective of the victim versus that of the perpetrator.
The setting of a standard Cthulhu story went like this: a group of people, utterly ignorant of what was happening, were trapped in an enclosed space. Meanwhile, in a corner of that enclosed space, there were terrifying and horrifying entities trying to kill them. To escape those terrifying creatures, the investigators fought desperately. They paid with sacrifices and blood. Some were killed protecting their companions. Some were willing to sacrifice their lives to activate a mechanism, while others chose to perish together with the monsters.
In the end, the sole survivor opened the sealed exit. Carrying everyone's hopes on his shoulders, he was about to leave that gloomy, terrifying, evil place and return to the real world. At the same time, he secretly swore never to forget his companions' sacrifices.
However, when the survivor pushed open the door, what appeared before him was a city that had been razed to the ground, with monsters rampaging everywhere. Only then did he understand the truth—the entire world had long since been destroyed, and this place was humanity's last refuge.
But now, all that remained was despair.
Ultimately, the core of the Cthulhu Mythos was irresistible despair. Humanity, as a race of insignificant creatures, faced the Fear of being as inconspicuous as dust before the universe and those indescribable Great Old Ones.
Well, if one used the Human Empire as an analogy... a group of Astra Militarum encountered cultists and Demons in the depths of a Hive City. After fighting desperately to repel the enemy's attack and opening the gates in an attempt to escape,