My Ability Is Cthulhu

You are an indescribable entity, an incompletely formed evil god. To keep your consciousness from dissolving and falling into the void, you use the last of your power to create fragments of yourself in different worlds. You choose dying believers to reincarnate in, then replenish your consciousness by fulfilling their wishes.

["Sloth"]

The first wish you receive is: Make ghosts experience what it feels like to be hunted and eaten.

And so, something more terrifying than ghosts is born.

It brings an indescribable terror, yet feeds on ghosts. After devouring a certain number of them, it enters hibernation. The more it eats, the longer it sleeps.

Humanity gradually grows more afraid of it than of ghosts. To keep it from waking, people become far more courageous, and the Demon Slayer Corps is packed with recruits, all so they can hold regular sacrificial ceremonies. The offerings are tons of ghosts.

The Demon King convenes a meeting of the Upper Ranks, furious. "I'm barely making ghosts faster than the Demon Slayer Corps can kill them. Forget about the Blue Spider Lily for now. Find a way to destroy it."

The Lower Upper Rank of the Twelve Kizuki, a just-fed offering, a stone-faced ghost, you, who's always sleepy: "Sorry, I'm too tired. Let me sleep for a few years first."

With that, the enraged Demon King tears you limb from limb.

Later, Upper Rank Six, you, who are always drowsy, wake up unusually alert because there are no offerings to eat this year. Facing the desperate Demon King, you close in with a smile and lick your lips. "You smell delicious, Mr. Kibutsuji."

"Don't move. You don't want to end up as my next meal, do you, Tsukihiko?"

["Gluttony"]

The second wish you receive is: Wipe out the cursed spirits so completely that none can hide.

That same day, something more terrifying than cursed spirits appears.

It brings an indescribable terror, yet feeds on cursed spirits. The more it devours, the stronger its power and presence become.

Negative emotions nourish cursed spirits, and wherever there are cursed spirits, it is there too. Under the weight of its terror, hostility in society plummets, and the Star Religious Group transforms into an outstanding social organization that promotes positivity. More and more people join, and it grows stronger by the day.

Gradually, with no extreme negative emotions left to nourish them, cursed spirits become increasingly rare.

A certain group from Jujutsu High: Thanks for asking. With fewer and fewer cursed spirits, we're about to be out of a job :)

Jujutsu High's weakest mascot, a transfer student, you: Thanks for asking. With fewer and fewer cursed spirits, I'm about to starve to death in this world :)

Later, you become so hungry that you defect from Jujutsu High and join the Curse User Association. The strongest misunderstands your intentions and catches you. Held in his restrained grip, you speak with a quiver in your voice: "Satoru."

"You don't want your own hostility to create cursed spirits and bring it right to your doorstep, do you?"

["Lust"]

The third wish you receive is: Create a world without superpowers.

Without a doubt, something more terrifying than superpowers appears.

One day, superpowered people around the world discover that they have inexplicably acquired a devoted "lover."

Indescribable, impossible to kill, impossible to escape.

The rules are simple:

They are obsessed with your superpower and feed on it. Every time you use your power, their twisted love for you grows stronger.

Superpowered people: Actually, it's fine not to use our powers :)

After a failed suicide attempt, a certain bandage-wearing man grumbles in annoyance: "How strange. I'm a superpowered person too, so why hasn't it come after me? Is it because my power nullifies other abilities?"

You, the master of all that is indescribable and now the bandage-wearing man's subordinate, kneel on one knee. You have always obeyed his every command without question. "Perhaps so, Mr. Dazai."

Shh. Bowing your head in obedience, you smile in the shadows.

It is already here, dear Mr. Dazai.

Later, your true form is accidentally touched by Sigma. After reading some of your memories, he wakes in terror, and together with the others captures you and demands, "What exactly are you...?"

"That's just my ability." You deny being an evil god and make an excuse. "My ability is... Cthulhu."

I'll post these three arcs for now. I might write more later, once I come up with them.

* You are it.

* Mild BL.

* Third-person narration.

Theme: Face life's challenges with a positive attitude