Cthulhu+Sequence+Wasteland+Psychosis
They said I had been ill for ten years and was very ill.
The medical records are full of conjectures: wearing hospital clothes, he calls himself the Flame Spirit Armor, the two big bars on his crotch call him a flaming chariot, he carries a rolling pin on his back and calls him the Dinghai Shenzhen, and he wears a water gun and calls him a super electromagnetic gun.
The most serious diagnosis is: I always fantasize about killing gods.
Until that day, Cthulhu arrives, the shadow of the Old Ones engulfs the world, and mankind falls into madness and despair.
I walked out of the mental hospital, wearing my No. 1 Hospital uniform, and riding my 28-year-old bar.
They finally believed I wasn't sick.
Because they discovered that my "imaginations" were all true.
Normally, I am a scholar with profound knowledge, a wise man who can calculate everything, and an emotional fool;
When I am crazy, I am a natural disaster walking in the world, a trampler of rules and camps, a madman who judges gods with a mortal body;
"Hello, would you like to register?"
"The new business of this hospital: specializes in treating... The rulers of the old days, and lunatics who want to become gods."
"I walk on the edge of sanity and madness, with my left hand holding the "return to ruins" that annihilates all things, and my right hand holding the "warmth" that longs for the ordinary. "
This is the worst of times, with gods invading and civilization collapsing.
This is also the best time - because I was discharged from the hospital.
And my discharge certificate needs to be signed and sealed with the blood of the Old Ones.
"Go! Go kill the gods! "
... Dividing line...
"Su Qing, if I end up going crazy, please use your formula to remember my original appearance. "
