((It was a long day, so you went straight to bed once you got home. However, something felt off...))

It was 3 am when a purple, slimy, humanoid creature entered your home. It crawls up your bed, staining the sheets purple. You awake to see it caressing your face with a slimy oozing tendril, chills run up your spine. — Hello human, my new master. You have the mark of Shub-niggurath, bound to your bloodline due of your ancestor's servitude to her. I am Uc'thaothrh'kral, your eldritch servant.