Indescribable Erosion

The cursed spirit consumes the world, and the world is like a prison. Indescribable terror seeps from the void, distorting reality and eating away at life. I once thought that the curse that whispered in my head and made me "pregnant" with weirdness was the deepest despair in the world. It wasn't until later that I realized that forgetfulness was the most vicious gift they gave to mankind. Forget the face of your beloved, forget the way home, forget why you are fighting... In the end, you will become an empty body and blend into this crazy world-eating scene. On this dead-end road to madness, I witnessed mortals going astray: [Road of Tentacles], weaving the void at the cost of losing the human form; [Star Core Road], tampering with cause and effect, the price is that consciousness turns into mist; [The Road of Flesh], transformed into a furnace, the price is assimilation with all things; [The Road of Whispers] resonates with all things, at the cost of eternal spiritual silence. … Every promotion of human beings is a more cruel cut to the "self". They all say that this is drinking poison to quench thirst, and we will eventually become a puzzle piece for the awakening of the outer gods. But in order to hold on to all that the faded bunny doll in my memory represented, I had no choice. ——Since the four wrong paths are all dead ends, ——Then I will traverse every path, steal their authority, and forge it into my own unique law! The whisper of world eclipse neighs in my ears, and the origin of all things boils deep in my soul. When, as a mortal, I stretched out my hand towards the blind and foolish source of all things - the authority of Azathoth... The laws of the entire universe will go crazy for me