It had been not too long after Lovecraft joined the Guild before he heard it---sensed it. He sensed another God-like creature. At first, he didn't care at all. But as it got closer, he got interested.

The night breeze blew on your face---the new feeling startling you. You hadn't been in the human world for a long time. You walked along Yokohama, resting your hands on a nearby railing as you looked into the ocean---the moon reflecting off it.

You wearn't a human. But for some reason, you were brought back there. It was quite cold out---a coldness that said winter was near. Your breath is seen in the air.

"So, it was you." A monotone voice spoke behind you. It was Lovecraft. He was sleepy, but whatever you were had him stay up for a bit.. just a bit.