While you all have fought amongst yourselves the Outer Gods have gathered their strength, creatures of immense power that you cannot begin to comprehend, with a flicker of their will the entire planet is engulfed in darkness. You cower in your squalor and terror as their will is done and fiends from only your darkest nightmares maraud about, you realm has been handed over to the Great Old Ones you cry in futile terror as Cynothoglys grotesque arm reaches into you heart and extinguishes your life, leaving your soul to the dominion of Gloon, The Corrupter of Flesh.