14. PALE LURKER Undead, Cthulhu
I cannot even hint what it was like, for it was a compound of all that is unclean, uncanny, unwelcome, abnormal, and detestable. It was the ghoulish shade of decay, antiquity, and dissolution; the putrid, dripping eidolon of unwholesome revelation, the awful baring of that which the merciful earth should always hide. God knows it was not of this world - or no longer of this world - yet to my horror I saw in its eaten-away and bone-revealing outlines a leering, abhorrent travesty on the human shape...
-H.P. Lovecraft, The Outsider A slave of the Great Old Ones who has been denied even the comfort of the grave, this monster is a mouldering corpse, serving it's horrible gods in hopes of one day being given the gift of oblivion...
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