"Praise the Lord of Night, the Plague among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Ruler of the Old Ones, the black crow soaring in the depths of the endless starry sky, "
"When the stars align, the Great Ruler will soon return. Praise the Ruler of the Old Ones, "
The Middle Ages: a dark Victorian era where steampunk coexists with extreme industrial pollution.
These are the best of times: steam and brass propel humanity forward at an incredible pace.
These are the worst of times: the great capitalists mercilessly exploit the people. For the exploited masses, even survival is a luxury.
A book called the Necronomicon circulates on the black market, and countless religious organizations spring up. By luck or misfortune, the rituals of these impoverished masses truly attract the attention of something
Qin Grimman, an unlucky soul who was disemboweled by his mother at the age of five and sacrificed to some evil god, survived and was taken in by the Church. Contaminated by the ritual, he will die on the spot, clean and simple, unless he regularly takes the medicine produced by the Church.
And so, this ordinary man, working for money and medicine, began his job.
