HouseOfLee

Azathoth, Yog-Sothoth, The Dreamworld, The Ultimate Void, and even Outer Gods. This is a novel of Lovecraftian horror coming to life, tampering with humanity, forcing mankind to band together and fight back.

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“Mankind, we believe that we’re the only superior race in the vast cosmos of the never-ending infinity that we call the universe. We think that we are the only ones with free will and choice, but that is our arrogance speaking. We were foolish and ignorant creatures who only assumed that there was nothing beyond our planet called, earth.   

But there are watchers in the shadows, lurking behind the fabric of reality, outside of Euclidean geometry that we know and love. They look down upon us, akin to mankind Looking down upon insects. And now they decided to bring their amorphous bodies into the material world, invading our home. Yes, that’s right. Eldritch daemons from the vast reaches of the tenebrous void plagued our society with a cosmic disease, forcing us to suffer. There’s not one single soul on earth that hasn’t caught the disease known as Dreadbane; the most wicked and incurable infection that mankind has ever laid their eyes upon.

The disease forces one’s soul and consciousness to separate from their physical body whenever one falls asleep. It is said that one’s soul is sent into a world of ideals, and this world is known as the dreamworld. Everyone and everything in this non-Euclidean world is nightmarish. There is no hope, there is no salvation, and there is no God but the daemons who brought us here. Sleep is an enemy, but without it, we cannot function and craft. We cannot learn and focus, and we cannot strive as the human race.

In this dreamworld, we’re known as the Bloodscorned; hunters that banded together in order to fight back against the cosmic creatures who watch us in the abyss. But our fight won’t be easy, and our feelings of prevail are a possible illusion that these ichthyic daemons want us to experience. I am unsure if we have a chance at winning. Perhaps this may be the end of humanity, and we’re wasting our time fighting back in this gothic, cacodaemoniacal realm of nightmares. 

We humans are merely toiling all day among shadows and turmoil, our fight may be in vain, but we still try, however, hundreds have given up, and thousands have been driven to madness, relying on a quick death by taking their lives, though death doesn’t exist here. Merely taking your life won’t save you. Energy never dies, and energy is our soul. No matter if we kill ourselves, no matter if we pray to the God in the sky, no matter if we banded together and strive as people, we are bound here to suffer. Our greatest horrors are in this world. Mankind’s horrors are walking around with their grotesque appearances, ensuring our eternal torment.

God help us all. Please, God! If you are out there, save us. We cannot do this without aid. Is our actions of rebellion futile? I have no clue what to do. I’m losing my mind! If you’re reading this, please, turn back, there is no hope, there is no religion here… only despair. Escape while you can, and don’t fall asleep.” ~ Sherlock Holmes

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If you love Lovecraftian, Cosmic Horror, Bloodborne, and other gothic horror, this is a novel for you to read. 

Warning: The novel may contain some harsh words and racism, as it takes place in the 1800’s.

Table of The Bloodscorned

Table of contents

Volume 1