[Western Fantasy + Cthulhu + Subversive Tropes + Ensemble Cast]
The nobles say, "Commoners are fit only to be dogs."
Until Cui Yiren put the first matchlock in a slave's hands.
The gunshot rang out, and the old era's magical towers came crashing down before the power of gunpowder.
But he became a traitor to the entire empire.
He was nailed to a cross, pelted with rotten vegetables by the commoners he had saved, and mocked by the aloof nobles high above him.
Just as everyone thought it was all over, a rift in the abyss opened, and the servants of the Old Ones, who had slept for ten thousand years, descended.
The gods looked down from on high, watching this tiny insect with amusement.
"I'll grant you eternal life. Be my dog. What do you say?"
Cui Yiren spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed more manically than the gods:
"Even if you live for ten thousand years, you disgusting, stinking toad, you'll still be gnawing mud in the swamp!"
There's never enough magic. A System is at his side, everyone around him is an undercover agent, and at any moment someone might stab him in the back.
Everyone aboard the ship wants him dead, and the entire empire is hunting him.
Cthulhu's shadow writhes in the depths of the sea, and Cui Yiren has no desire to save the world.
He only wants to build a gun that doesn't belong in this world, then shoot his way through every monster and traitor in his path!
Beautiful and interesting