| Long before mankind existed, the Old Ones trod upon the Earth.
They worshiped the Elder Gods and served them as slaves, but
in time, the Old Ones gained the knowledge of dark magic and
dared to use their sinister powers against their masters. The
wrath of the Elder Gods was merciless and terrible, and those
who rebelled against them were banished to distant dimensions
and imprisoned deep within the darkest recesses of the Earth.
In deathless sleep, the Old Ones dream and lie in wait for the
time when they shall rise again, for when the stars come right,
they shall awaken from their aeon-old slumber. Then shall they
return to hold dominion over our world once more, bringing woe
and destruction unto mankind.
Behold mighty Dagon, the great leviathan, risen from the black depths of the eternal sea. For he is the avatar of Cthulhu, who lies dreaming in deathless slumber in his ancient temple in R'lyeh.
Hail mighty Cthulhu, high priest of the Great Old Ones. For when the stars come right, he shall rise from his ancient tomb to signal their return. Then shall the Ancient Ones, long ago banished to the outer spheres, break free from their prisons and plunge from the stars to claim the Earth once more. For those who lurk at the threshold of our world are ever vigilant for the time of their return.
From the wells of night to the gulfs of space, let it be known, The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are and the Old Ones shall be. Azathoth, Shub-Niggurath, Tsa Thoggua, Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth, Dagon, Cthulhu. Man rules now where They ruled once; They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again.