[Cthulhu] [Urban Mystery] [Gods Fighting for Clout] [Wild Imagination] [High-Octane]
My name is Cthulhu, an Old One and once the undisputed ruler of the deep sea.
But when I woke up from a long sleep, humanity had already invented nuclear weapons and the internet.
My faith collapsed and my divine power dwindled. To avoid fading away completely, I made a decision that would have horrified my ancestors.
One day, I walked into the civil affairs bureau and got myself an ID card from the Dragon Kingdom.
From then on, the Dragon Kingdom’s Bureau 749 had a new outside consultant, employee number 007, known as “Engineer Cthulhu.”
My day-to-day work includes helping the space agency retrieve satellites, giving the meteorological bureau weather reports, and playing myself in Deep Sea Alien...
What gives me headaches now isn’t an invasion by the Outer Gods, but my monthly work reports and those damn “Mental Contamination Insurance Application” forms.
I thought I could coast along until retirement.
That is, until Hastur, the King in Yellow, became a multinational media mogul, while Nyarlathotep started making trouble on the dark web...
They all laugh at me for becoming humanity’s wage slave. I laugh at them for not understanding the value of a government job.
Looking at the introduction, you can see that it is just ordinary text with a layer of Cthulhupi, and it must have included derogation of foreign countries and excessive praise of our country.
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