Lin Chen was bewildered. He woke up to find himself a happy wisecracker traveling between worlds, bound to an oddly styled [Cthulhu Meme System].
Faced with arrogant adulterers, he ranted furiously about their sanity-draining tentacle skills while casually unleashing “mental pollution.”
In a modern city, his cheating ex-wife and her lover suddenly vomited at the divorce proceedings, staring at him as if he were a demon.
A discarded concubine from the Cold Palace, a general, and his half-sister started dancing to “Paradise on Earth” at a palace banquet, disgracing themselves in front of everyone.
In a galactic empire, the chief commander’s faith crumbled at his whispers as he watched the woman he adored merge with the Zerg.
He had thought he was merely borrowing the power of an evil god to be a happy wisecracker.
Until one day, the System interface shattered before his eyes.
The countless betrayers of the worlds wailed at his feet, while ancient beings in the depths of the universe bowed before him.
The “System” he had complained about all this time delivered one final message with its fading consciousness:
[Warning: Firewall disabled.]
[Welcome home, great... Dark Lord.]
Lin Chen watched his hands gradually transform into an indescribable true form, and finally understood
He was the ultimate judge of betrayal, and the source of the terror that would return all things to silence.
