‘Your faith is worth nothing,’ he said to the wounded man. ‘It was invented by a pulp writer to earn the money his fiction never brought him. He didn’t have the eyes to see the Nameless Lords himself, but he gave you eyes to see your own suffering. We often drank rum together when I was younger. I was the one who suggested he establish a church. How many miserable bastards he has sent here to die – you can’t even count! And you know the best part?’
Lovecraft mixed with L. Ron Hubbard. This is hilarious.
