Apostle of Cthulhu

I've been waiting here for a long time.

Thousands of years? Hundreds of years? I no longer have a clear understanding of time, but I only know one thing.

That is my purpose, which is to wait for the destined invitee to come to me, and then I will tell him everything I know.

Thousands of years have passed quietly, and even the once glorious city of Halea has been overturned by the waves. This is a piece of official history that is destined to be forgotten. No one is willing to remember and embrace it. Only I...the witness of history can remember it.

I sat under the beautifully carved ancestral hall, closed my eyes, felt the water pressure pressing on myself, and waited calmly.

Today, I can finally usher in the end of my destiny.

When the young man walked up to me, I knew he must be the one invited.

"Hello," he said without any fear of my presence, "What are you doing here?"

I opened my eyes, looked up at him, and asked, "There should be another person beside you. Where has he gone?"

There were obvious fluctuations of emotion in the depths of the young man's eyes, as if I had guessed the answer, "Who are you? Why do you know that there is another person?"

"You don't need to know the reason, you just need to answer my question, that's enough."

The young man thought for a moment and replied: "He has no ability to get here. I have freed him before he goes crazy."

I smiled, without exposing his obvious lie, but said, "Since you are here, it means you must have been guided, right? Curtis Brandt."

The young man's expression changed again and he said, "I am not Curtis Brandt. My name is Si Wei, and I am a professor."

Hearing this, I immediately realized some of the interactions created by the timeline, and truly understood what I should say to this young man, "I see... Has time reached this point... It seems that I have been asleep for too long. It’s been too long…”

The young man didn't understand what I said. Of course, I didn't expect him to understand what I said. After all, he... is still far from reaching the stage that the world expects.

"Are you here to seek the truth?" I asked. "You boarded the Halea, traveled through the flow of time, and came to this silent land of the dead."

The young man did not respond to my question, but asked his own question, "If it were Kurtis Brandt who appeared here, would the conversation between us have some kind of change? What should you do?" Confirm that I am indeed who I am and not someone pretending to be me?”

I didn't feel annoyed because of his questioning. I tried my best to help him answer his confusion. This is what I needed to do.

"If it was Kedisi who appeared here, then of course the conversation between us would change. The level of information you and she possess and the degree of insight into the 'truth' in the world are different. You are just a new student. Son, there is still a lot to explore about the 'unknown'.

"As for how I confirm whether you are myself and not an impostor, I can only answer you... Human beings can deceive their own eyes, but they absolutely cannot deceive... the eyes of creatures of a higher dimension than themselves."

I believe that young people can capture a lot of information from my words. Since he has been selected as an invitee, his ability to understand and absorb these things must be beyond doubt.

Sure enough, after hearing my words, the young man's expression changed slightly, and he quickly adjusted and said: "Okay, I understand, please continue."

I smiled and said, "The truth you are pursuing is not the same as the truth they are pursuing."

"Can I ask?" The young man interrupted me again, "Who are the 'they' you are talking about?"

"A man who has been favored by both hell and heaven, and a young man whose hands have been kissed by angels. The three of you, each carrying different missions, are pursuing what you want in this prehistoric trend of the times. The 'truth' to be witnessed." I explained all this to the young people in this misty way of speaking, "The truth they are looking for is different from the truth you are looking for. Norris Anderson wants to know what caused Halley. The culprit behind the sinking of Asia City, Joe Rupert, wants to know what happened to the former CTHULHU expedition team in this sea area, because this is something he must know.

"And you..." I paused and said in a weird tone, "you want to know why the old council asked you to come here."

The young man was silent for a moment and said: "I didn't expect that you even knew about the existence of the old parliament. Can I suspect that you yourself are some kind of extremely high-level existence?"

"It's not impossible for you to understand it this way. After all, I have broken away from the concept of 'human beings' like you. In your eyes, maybe I am an existence that has reached the top of Balem's Web."

The young man looked at me, and even with my eyes closed, I could feel his gaze. His eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge and truth, and I knew this very well. He was a man with a strong desire to control, and he wanted to have everything in his own hands.

"So, please tell me, what kind of mission does the Old Parliament ask me to come here to complete?"

I replied: "You have come to me at this moment, and you have completed the task they gave you. The 'Unknowns' have recognized you. You will be the apostle of the 'Unknowns' and convey their will to this world."

The young man was thoughtful, and I knew what he was thinking.

If his only role as an apostle is to convey their will, then in fact there is no need for him to travel through time.

Yes, I even know about his travel through time.

"I understand, thank you for conveying these things." The young man bowed to me, "Then how should I leave this place?"

"You just need to continue walking in this direction of the ancestral hall to leave this place." I said, keeping my meditation posture, which has never changed.

The young man nodded and embarked on the journey to leave this world.

And I will stay in this place and answer the doubts of the two people who met me for the first time again and again.

Because time is ultimately a ring that connects the beginning and the end.