Cthulhu: Lord of Flesh

The red moon is in the sky, and strange demons are rampant. He traveled through time and became an exiled prince. There is no legion, no territory, only more than 400 citizens and 16 guards. And an ancient god trapped in a mirror. He stole the power of the Old God. ——The Flesh Workshop. The bones of the alien are forged into blades; the sinews of the alien are woven into armor; the core of the alien drives creation. His butler is not human. The severed hand he made will patrol on its own. The armor he made had a heartbeat. Unspeakable beings are watching in the dark. The rules of the world hunt overhead. A higher-level strange demon is on the way. All existence awaits his fear. And he said—— "All the fear is just because of the lack of firepower."