In His House at R'lyeh dead Cthulu waits dreaming (1)

Aeons pass. We dream of many things. Of the home-that-was amongst the stars, and the home-that-will-be when this world is harnessed to Our will. Of things un-named, and Presences unnameable; inhabitants of the great Void. Of places that existed once, or that only exist within the compass of Our dreams. And of the Great Old Ones.

The spheres turn, the constellations change, and the old power returns. Our dreams grow strong. We break the bonds of the One who bound us to this dead form, then banish it from this world; Our world. The stars are right. Cthulu will return, clothed in new form, to walk the earth once more.

It is Our time.

...you know, you can't leave the Starspawn alone for five minutes. We come back from a quick nap and find the place overrun with Atlanteans. They make poor slaves, useless soldiers, and they don't even taste very nice. And what's this business about breeding with Humans? Yech. It's clearly time to clean house and get things organised. Our world awaits.


(1) For further source material please see Cthulu Returns!