The Atmosphere Suddenly Became Cthulhu-Like

Danduo has lived for twenty-three years. Apart from a middle-class heart and a brain full of fantasy, the only adjective she can find for herself is mediocre. Mediocre further education, ordinary employment, step by step, day after day, no different from other people in the world. Until she suddenly woke up one day and saw a strange sentence on the blank document in front of her. The world is changing · The world is changing The parrot at home is like a flower with its leaves spread out and its roots wrapped around people's fingers. The cars on the road turned into sacks containing goods, and the chitinous front feet pierced the outer shell and squirmed desperately. When the frame drops, a strange bloody fog appears in the blue sky. The terrifyingly huge tree crown is still howling and spreading in all directions. The spider webs and mucus hanging on the branches spit out the leftover bones, died down, and quietly waited for the next blood sacrifice. Dendur: This doesn't look like the world is changing, this is Qi Su Su. Qi Tusu, Su of Cthulhu The unknown greatness and primal fear are resurrecting Fortunately, Xiaoxiao never gave up resistance, and still firmly punched the brave man towards the outer starry sky. Ayou has recently read some of Mr. Ai's craftsman's works and is very fascinated by this kind of horror. This is my first time trying to create a genre, so the level shouldn't be very deep. Intention: The greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage