I was given an ancient pocket watch that never told the time.
The direction it points to is a geometric nightmare where mathematical laws collapse, a corridor of horror where flesh squirms and rust grows.
The food it craves is the inhuman coordinates on the cold patch, the maddening ancient knowledge that whispers in the darkness.
Don't believe it, they say.
But in this rusty nightmare that is gradually devouring reality, this cold and restless pocket watch is my only "key" and the most dangerous shackle around my neck.
I must go on, in the intertwined shadows of the old gods and external forces, and find out the ultimate truth that it whispers to before my reason completely collapses - even if that truth itself is despair. How the protagonist Chen Mo went to destruction step by step from the powerful existence of the old ruler of the outer gods, refers to the reference to the Cthulhu mythology, so the ending is either madness or death, and there is also the ending of madness after getting a glimpse of the knowledge of the huge outer gods.
