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       PROLOGUE
   DIR By: admin
       Date: March 16, 2024, 5:19 pm
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       "Trent stood at the edge of the rip, stared into the illimitable
       gulf of the unknown... the stygian world yawning blackly beyond.
       Trent's eyes refused to close. He did not shriek, but the
       hideous, unholy abominations shrieked for him. As in the same
       second he saw them spill and tumble upward out of an enormous,
       carrion black pit choked with the gleaming white bones of
       countless unhallowed centuries; he began to back away from the
       rip as the army of unspeakable figures twilit by the glow from
       the bottomless pit came pouring at him towards our world."
       In the Mouth of Madness by Sutter Cain
       How does one explain the unexplainable? H.P. Lovecraft struggled
       with this issue as do we all. So many of us recognize a certain
       truth; we interpret the advanced symbol structures of language,
       art, and music. Our minds piece this unknown and unknowable
       reality together in the same way...as if we all existed in the
       same dream. We understand what can never be fully understood
       because of the end product, the meaning of it all, is encoded in
       our consciousness.
       Human beings, as life-forms on Earth, are unique because we were
       spawned from Demon Gods beyond the stars. Our blood, our demonic
       blood gives us unlimited potential! The answers to life's
       questions have been programmed into every slice of existence,
       but we cannot see it on the surface of things. It is buried
       underneath. All things live below their appearance. And this is
       a holographic world...
       The Cult of Kullulu is where dreamers worship and artists evoke;
       where unfathomable tentacles protrude into fragile souls, and
       black monoliths tower over mankind. There are places which
       surpass any logic; where entities drip ichorous bile from their
       reptilian flesh as eldritch green opalescent hues dance and
       murder on the cavern walls of our souls. When it comes to
       harnessing the Satanic lore within our consciousness, we are
       mere woefully underdeveloped ape-men. All men are asleep, and
       knowing this brings us one step closer to Awakening!
       Lovecraft's vision is ours. Ancient and powerful beings once
       ruled this dimension, but their influence vanished from the
       Earth many aeons ago. However, subtle impressions still wait
       inside mankind, always on the threshold of being discovered.
       These dormant energies allow us to occasionally break down the
       barriers in our mind and in reality. These rare vestiges are
       humanity's only hope for both earthly power and spiritual
       salvation. When the Cult of Kullulu has saturated the land, the
       Nephilim will return!
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