The Land of Cthulhu: A Tale of Survival in a Lovecraftian Apocalypse

In order to begin talk about the Second Coming of the Elder God Cthulhu, you must begin with the first coming. It all began with the arrival of Cthulhu to Earth when it was just in it's infancy. From the darkest regions of space They came, landing on the Earth in the chunks of rock that shaped the land and the climate. Cthulhu, an elder god from beyond the stars, rose from the depths of the oceans as well as the city of R'lyeh. Cthulhu saw the new land as a prize. Cthulhu however, was not the first to inhabit this strange new world. For something as ancient, if not more, as Cthulhu had arrived. Their names are unpronounceable to human beings, they're simply known as The Elder Things, creators of the earliest flora and fauna. Cthulhu waged a bloody war on the creatures, fighting them, and their slave creatures known as the Shoggoth. As the war began reaching it's bloodiest, the meteorite that hit the Earth and wiped out the dinosaurs approached the planet. Cthulhu retreated with his minions to the city of R'lyeh and sunk it beneath the sea while the Elder Things retreated to their domain in the Mountains of Madness. There, Cthulhu slept, waiting for the stars to align and to come back from the dead...

Though the Earth was decimated for a time by the Meteor and Cthulhu retreated to his stronghold, he hadn't abandoned his plans to rule the Earth. He had left his most powerful general to influence the human race as civilization took shape on the planet, The Starspawn. Through telepathy, he gave the humans ideas; indirectly shaping human culture but directly influencing the worship of human kind, thus the Cult of Cthulhu came to be. The Cult took roots all over the Earth, primarily in China, Japan, London, parts of Ireland, and various parts of the Americas. The Cult worshiped the Elder God and his minions, the Deep Ones; awaiting for their god to rise from the depths again and to rule. However, not all of the Starspawn's influence spawned support towards the demon...

H.P. Lovecraft had forbidden knowledge of the Elder God and his intentions. Lovecraft, began to fight back against the Starspawn and his minions, using the weapons of the time to send the Deep Ones back to the deep and writing the encounters as fiction to warn the masses, with little success. With the help of others like him, the Council of Cthulhu was born, formed to keep the creatures at bay. They alone, fought the Starspawn and his hordes, that was until the second coming occured in what was the 1920s...

As the First World War was being waged between man, Cthulhu rose from the depths, a large mountain of ancient flesh and terrible power. From the once sunken city of R'lyeh came all manners of creatures, the Deep Ones, the Mi-Go, the Blood Tongues, the Spawn of Cthulhu, and things much worse. They swarmed out of the stronghold, bringing death to mankind, decimating anything in their path. Cthulhu along with the Starspawn, achieved their goal, gaining control of most of the Earth....most of it...

Though the war was quick, if you can even call it a war, more like a genocide, a flicker of humanity still remained. We went from the masters of the food chain to the very bottom of it. We were once the hunters, now we've become the hunted. Human settlements are nearly impossible to find, but any that are in existence are able to be found in caves, rail yards, and old dry docks. We survive by staying on the move. We survive by staying out of sight. We will survive.