[Contrast + Lovecraftian + transmigrate + System + Japanese-style otherworld]
I transmigrated into the body of a nun, but I worship Great Cthulhu.
Every day, I recite the *Necronomicon* before the holy statue, and the holy water starts bubbling on its own. I serve the bishop communion, and eyeballs sprout from the wafers on his plate.
The inquisitor says I’m possessed by a demon, so I cry as I recite lines from *The King in Yellow*. The stigmata on his body start writhing, forming the words: “She’s right.”
The bishop tries to exorcise me himself. At last, I can’t take it anymore, and whisper in his ear, “Cthulhu fhtagn.”
The next day, the whole church starts writing hymns with tentacles.
They beg me to stop using my powers. I hug my copy of *The R’lyeh Text* and look innocent. “But... I’m just an ordinary nun, you know?”
