The Elder thing snapped feebly at Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos, with his crustacean-like claws. It was terrified at the immense power, knowing that nothing it did would have any impact. It was going to lose, and Nyarlathotep would obliterate it. It tried to run, but one cannot run from the Crawling Chaos. It was surrounded, the Chaos crawled up it’s body with black tentacles, obliterating everything the Elder thing was. The head was saved for last, until the darkness extinguished it’s consciousness forever…
*Something I wrote. I like writing short stories. I think I’ll be adding some horror short stories on here too.
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