Laying Low in the Mysterious World to Become the Lord of the Old Ones

The roar of steam engines drowns out the ancient gods’ mutterings, while nameless horrors breed in the shadows of steel cities.

The world operates according to the [Six Primordial Axioms].

[Steel] forges a cage of order, while [Flesh] multiplies unchecked across the land. [The Lighthouse] burns souls with its judgment, while [Shadows] reap the dead in silence. [Chaos] yearns for disasters without order, while [Storms] roar and rage in the depths of the sea...

Yet a soul from beyond the stars accidentally stole the authority over [Secrets].

When the stars returned to their places and the ancient ones descended, Victor sat at the boundary between reality and illusion, looking down at the rulers wailing among the ruins as he slowly lowered his hand.

In this universe of madness and irrationality, he is a phantom wandering beyond time, a playwright weaving history and lies, an all-knowing and all-seeing ruler, the end of machinery and flesh...

He is... the Lord of Truth!