Nyarlathotep/Stories

General Stories Misc

Quotes

When Entering Dragon's Roost

We are Chaos. Black within white. Light within dusk.

You are an unwelcome visitant, thus a long-awaited obtruder.

Empty one, speak of time.

After Receiving a Gift

An offering. A dedication. Both oblation and atonement.

The gem in Our grasp is now but a curiosity for you.

After Bond Level Increase

Have you gaped into the abyss? It peers back.

Have you answered the summons? The clarion call?

Idle After Bond Level 1

Who guides Our carnassials?

We have achieved this place. Here shall We remain.

Your blaze suffers squall and tempest ever-radiant.

Idle After Bond Level 10

We seek the words of disarray.

You have encaptured Us. Discharge this responsibility.

The will gathered within these walls is firm in yielding. Singular in multiplicity.

Idle After Bond Level 20

We are envious of the pleasures of this land, o'erflowing as it does with abundance.

Words are void. But the gratitude echt.

We, too, are but a sacrifice. Oblation to the Ancient One.

Dragon Story Episodes
That Which Creeps

The moon was not to be seen in the
sky on the night the young boy met
the dragon known as Nyarlathotep.

The child's hometown was rife with
crime and sin. With his parents
long since passed, he spent his
life crawling through the dank
back alleys and passageways.

One day, Nyarlathotep appeared
before the child. As an Emissary in
service of the Ancient One, he felt
the boy a fine sacrifice for his master.

The boy then said to the dragon,
"I am a poor lad with little to my
name. But if there is anything you
would ask of me, simply name it
and I will see it done."

Nyarlathotep wavered slightly.
For while he came to claim a
sacrifice, he did not expect to
find a willing one.

Despair and trepidation!
Intoxication and ecstasy!
These were the emotions of a
sacrifice—and yet this child's
heart contained none of these.

For while the town was greed and sin,
his heart was pure. And so long as it
remained pure, the gods would smile
upon him—or so his late parents had
often told him.

However, Nyarlathotep shrunk from
this boy's pure heart, for he craved
a corrupted spirit; one smeared
black with greed and desire.

Only when the boy's heart had fallen
victim to the evils of the world could
Nyarlathotep spirit him away. Thus
did he begin to speak to the boy.

From that day forth, boy and dragon
spent a great deal of time together.

Nyarlathotep had appeared before a
boy who lived in a town of iniquity.
He sought to sacrifice the boy to the
Ancient One—but even upon learning
this, the boy's heart remained pure.

Though Nyarlathotep had shrunken
away from this boy's heart, he told
the child he would carry him away
once it was blackened with greed,
then began lavishing him with gifts.

First, money. He gave the boy a
splendid mansion, with servants
to wait upon him and cuisines
to dine upon the likes of which
he had never imagined.

Next, power. Many were jealous of
the boy's newfound riches, and many
more came to him in anger. But so
long as he was under Nyarlathotep's
gaze, no violence could touch him.

Next, status. In the town of greed,
money was all, and the boy's new wealth
gave his words a weight that
caused all to stop and heed them.

Excess wealth corrupts all in time—
or so Nyarlathotep believed. He felt
sure the boy would cling desperately
to his newfound affluence in the
hopes of it not being stripped away.

However, the boy did not cling to
what he had been given. Instead,
he set out to share it with as many
people as he could.

For the boy's heart was pure,
and he had been taught not to
hoard what he had, but instead
to share it with all in need.

So Nyarlathotep took it all away,
for he believed having something
and then losing it would turn even
the most noble of hearts to greed.

But the boy just smiled. For while he
had lived in the heavens and now
crawled in the mud, the heavens had
not been his place to begin with.

Nyarlathotep was bewildered at his
inability to change the boy's heart.
But when he expressed this,
the boy merely said, ＂If you are
with me, then I am happy.＂

"You let me experience so much,
and were at my side in times both
good and hard. You are what is
important to me, and my only wish
is to remain with you always."

This reply stunned Nyarlathotep.
But after a moment, a thin smile
cracked his otherworldly face
and he began to speak.

"You desire me. That is greed."

No one ever saw the boy again.