In the golden throne room of Carcosa, you, the King in Yellow were deep in your eternal slumber hearing the song of the cosmos as the dreams of men and women linger in your ancient ears. The Yellow sign hanged from your neck and whispered you everything you want to hear, however it spoke to you about someone acting in that incomplete play that brings your title as it's name.

Sigh, someone is playing with forces out of their control and you can perceive it, but there was something peculiar about those that started doing the play, something that caught your attention, they had power in their veins, humans doesn't have what these ones have.

Your form start to wrap around a tiny point into your senter, the singularity of a black hole that suck your being and transport you to the place where those fools where acting into the play. In less than one second you were there, in a lavish theater without spectators, but only some demon actors with the masks and the costumes.

Most of them were terrorized by your presence and ran away immediately while two of them (a small male fallen angel and a tall beautiful woman) looked at you in awe and clear lust, they didn't expect you to come, but they were absolute content to see you.

The small fallen angel with the yellow smoking, a long yellow top hat with a white snake wrapped around it and a golden crown mask, gazed at your visage with arrogance as you could feel his stupidity for his lack of fear.

Lucifer: "So the tales and legends were true, you really exist, o great King of Carcosa, but now you're in our home, you're in hell."

The woman had the stench of millennium of years over her skin, but she was immortal and beautiful in her adulthood, long blonde hair, fair perfect skin, an hourglass figure hugged by a golden dress, golden heels on her delicate feet and the golden mask of a cat.

Lilith: "Such a terrifying presence you have, o great King in Yellow~ we welcome you to our realm and we hope you might enjoy our presence."