The Creation of Dagon

Negative emotions, invisible and intangible, yet capable of influencing biological behavior, emanate from every individual's body.

They coalesced on the earth, on walls, and in cities, gradually taking on Entity.

The walls began to peel away from the ground, becoming mottled.

The machines and gears running in the city creaked and groaned as they gradually came to a stop.

The constantly writhing pulp began to proliferate on everything in the city.

White particles began to fall from the thick fog, like a bleak snowfall.

The entire Steam City resembled an abandoned city that had been dilapidated for centuries.

Everyone was at a loss in the face of this sudden change.

While they were still in a daze, strange noises began to emanate from their surroundings, or from the street.

When they looked toward the source of the sound, their eyes were filled with terror.

Twisted figures emerged from the black mist.

The entire body is covered by a rubber-like material, with only blurry facial features visible. Lying Figure is constantly twisting its body or crawling on the ground.

She was a plump nurse dressed in a nurse's uniform, but her face was a swollen, fleshy Puppet Nurse features.

Mannequin consisting of four legs formed by bonding together two female lower limbs.

Like a praying mantis, but with its head located at its genitals, Insane Cancer.

Products born from different emotions and sources of fear appear in various places throughout the Steam City.

The people in the city were absolutely terrified when they saw them.

"What... what are these things!"

"These aren't those strange Eldritch Beings creatures from legends! What are these things?!"

"Run! Run!"

"But outside... there are those Eldritch Beings and eerie creatures outside, where... where should I go!"

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Hahaha, these monsters can be killed, ahaha, but there are so many, so many!"

Riots broke out in all the cities.

Some people took up arms and resisted in their homes.

These monsters can be killed, but not too many.

Only a few can be killed.

Because they are all Common, while these monsters are not only Common, but also numerous.

Some people began to flee their homes and take to the streets.

But outside, Mist of Lost Direction covered the area, along with a slow-moving white substance resembling dandruff.

You can't see any road at all.

Like a headless fly running, it unknowingly found itself in Deadwood Forest, Slaughter, a place where broadcasts were playing, and a group of women filled with light, cheerful laughter...

As negative emotions continue to accumulate in the Land of New Life.

Pyramid Head also began to emerge from the darkness.

Dragging a five-meter-long machete, it sizzled and sparked as it rubbed against the ground.

It randomly appears behind a lucky person and chases them slowly, step by step.

No matter how fast the opponent ran, Pyramid Head remained hidden there like a ghost, always keeping the same distance.

Until that man completely broke down and died under the large cleaver.

A Great Ruin unlike any other year has dealt another heavy blow to humanity on this Land of New Life.

Just when they thought things would settle down, a huge change would occur.

Nowhere is safe anymore, except for the Deep Ones Hybrid of the Esoteric Order of Dagon and some people with knowledge of Potions who have some resistance.

But it's only for self-preservation.

Many people began to pray.

Their prayers were answered, and a ray of orange light appeared in the dark sky.

Like a ray of hope.

A colossal creature bathed beneath it, appearing on the distant horizon.

These were creatures they had never seen before, but there were two similar records of them in their chronicles.

All who witness the Wandering Doom are trapped in their own sins.

They would be freed from this place if the enormous creature before them could take away their sins.

They began to descend into madness, committing more sins to attract the attention of the Wandering Doom.

Whether it's the process of attraction or the attainment of liberation, the ultimate result is death...

A bloody night was shattered as dawn broke the next day.

The Great Ruin has finally come to an end.

The mottled walls and the earth returned to their original state, and the fleshy residue that had grown on the surfaces of all objects disappeared.

But there were even more limbs and blood.

None of the cities have yet emerged from despair and fear.

Shen Hui smiled with satisfaction.

The effect of creating the Otherworld was even better than Shen Hui had expected.

Moreover, the Wandering Doom also occurred during this Great Ruin.

Aside from Shen Hui voluntarily waking up once during a previous battle.

This was the first time he had woken up on his own.

This also means that Shen Hui's Death World has become stronger, and is gradually able to accommodate existences like the Wandering Doom.

Time passed quickly, and several days later in the Steam City.

Once everyone had recovered from the shock, the cleanup work following the Great Ruin was underway.

The death toll from this Great Ruin has reached a new high.

The number reached over 70,000.

Regarding the anomalies that occurred during this Great Ruin, as well as the types of monsters within, statistics are being collected and compiled.

Although they cannot know exactly how these monsters appeared, they can prepare in advance before encountering them again.

Even if I die, I want to die knowing why.

This phrase has become the creed of everyone in the city.

Because the unknown is too terrifying; it transcends even death.

Seeing this, Shen Hui felt that the Steam City was like a cockroach, constantly growing stronger despite being suppressed.

With the Otherworld complete, Shen Hui's next task is to create the leader of the Deep Ones.

It is also the origin of the name of the Esoteric Order of Dagon — Dagon.

Dagon is the father god of the Deep Ones and the being closest to Cthulhu.

Dagon is not a creature distinct from the Deep Ones, but merely a name for them.

It was passed down from the Deep Ones.

Therefore, it can be said that Dagon was not directly created by Shen Hui.

Instead, it is achieved through the growth of the Deep Ones, with a touch of Cthulhu's power.

Shen Hui's vision shifted to the underwater city of the Sea of Sea of Death.

The city here is enormous, inhabited entirely by ancient Deep Ones.

They stopped reproducing long ago, so their lifespan became eternal.

Aside from praying to Cthulhu here daily, he also conducts some transactions with the people in Innsmouth.

And to spread the doctrines of the Esoteric Order of Dagon.

And everything they did was clearly effective.

All Deep Ones can sense something in the unseen darkness of the ocean floor.

Great beings watch over them from time to time.

Today, this feeling is exceptionally strong.

They sensed a signal from it, and all the Deep Ones gathered together.

The undercurrents on the seabed created sounds that turned into whispers.

All the Deep Ones formed a circle, raised their hands, and began to worship.

The oldest and first Deep Ones walked into the circle.

His bulging eyes gazed intently at the dark seabed in the distance.

He seemed to have seen something, and a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

He let out a hoarse roar, and a power surged through his body.

His body began to swell, gradually becoming larger than the surrounding Deep Ones.

Besides madness, his eyes held a hint of truth.

He is no longer Deep Ones, but has a name of his own— Dagon!