"I've heard of some ancient religions," Luther said.
"Some ancient people worshipped bats and dragons," Luther said. "The resemblance is striking," Luther added.
"You know, I heard you've been getting involved with some people who are anything but human, not even mortal," Luther said.
"Did you find out?" Tsuki Miki asked.
"I also have some rather unhuman circles of friends," Luther said.
"What do you want, Luther?" Tsuki Miki asked.
"I'd like you to introduce me and be my contact," Luther said.
"If you introduce me to your friends...?" Tsuki Miki asked.
"My pleasure," said Luther. "I'll present mine; you present yours," they said.
Then they shook hands.
"He looks like you," Luther said.
"This looks like an ancient religion, more precisely a cult," said Tsuki Miki.
"Let's go," said Luther, pulling the man along with him.
They went up again.
After several conversations, negotiations, and exchanging phone numbers...
Sometime later.
About that...
Elsewhere on the streets of Golden Valley.
During the events in a town north of Hastur, when they lived in that peaceful town without violence, no one imagined that anything could happen to any child in those tranquil days.
It all started when a child disappeared, at 2 pm, when little Chris asked to go play outside.
Around 5 p.m., his mother, Doroti, realized that her son had not returned, so she went out to look for him, and then she left with him.
So, she walked down the street, talking to a child.
His eldest son was called.
"You can take me anywhere your brother is," she said.
She talked to him, then her son, Jerry, mentioned the park between the pier, so she went there to where he hides his fishing rod, but she didn't find him.
She returned home, searching for her son, but couldn't find him. She then called her husband, and they went to the police station to file a missing person's report. At that moment, her life was turned upside down. Everyone went looking for the child, but couldn't find him, so they contacted private security regarding a missing child.
They saw that Tsuki, being a detective, got involved in the case. They both went looking for the child, made a report, and then a search party formed for a 10-year-old boy, without knowing what they were looking for. They went from the rivers to the city's woods.
The entire neighborhood was looking for them, people were going door to door, everyone was sharing the information, nobody knew anything.
In another city, a little girl named Pearl disappeared within a span of 5 days each.
When they went to speak with the children of the cities of Sothoth, there was a 10-year-old girl.
When a police chief stopped a group of officers, they found a body...
It was Pear...
Pear's mother fainted when they heard about Pearl's disappearance.
The boy was sitting in the back of the police car and was being questioned by some officers.
Tsuki was involved in several cases; he tried to distance himself from some of the company's problems, but more kept appearing each day. He was considered the world's greatest detective, so he should live up to his reputation.
The Hastur police contacted Chris's mother.
"Could you come to the fire station?" the police receptionist asked her.
The woman initially thought they had found her son; overjoyed, she packed her things and drove to the other side of the woods between the highways.
So, they brought a shoe that they found during the search.
Suddenly, she couldn't keep her sanity because they had found the boy's belongings.
On the second day of two weeks of searching, the woman did not see her other children because she wanted to protect them from all of that, the chaos and the difficulties, when the press was heavily focused on the investigations.
It was one o'clock in the morning, she was lying in bed, and a second later, someone knocked on the woman's front door.
She went downstairs, opened the door, and there was Tsuki who said, "I need to talk to you."
We found the body of a child, but we don't know if it's Chris.
"There are no other missing children," the woman said.
Even though she wanted to give him hope, there was nothing more to be done; the woman leaned against him, crying, holding his hand.
She knew she wasn't going to wake up from that nightmare, plain and simple.
When she went to identify the child, he was stabbed to death. At that time, according to reports, he was dumped in the woods near the river. Some witnesses passed by the location and saw a boy who looked a little over 13 years old.
Tsuki went along with some police officers, and when they started investigating the incidents, he had to return to the meeting about conservation and plantations in the city of Lovecraft County.
About that.
He was in the city, questioning witnesses, of which there were quite a few; there are people out there who simply wanted to speak ill of a young man's family. He was seen in both cases: stealing his father's car at age 13 and running away from shelters.
There was a fisherman who saw them together, and when they saw the boy in the morning, the last person to see him was the local fisherman's son.
Tsuki discovered court records and records showing Timothy's mother abandoning him a month before his crimes. She told the court that she didn't want to keep her five children and wanted to leave them in a shelter, but due to problems, they wouldn't accept her...
A month later, Timothy's mother abandoned them that morning, disappearing never to be seen again. They later learned that she had only taken one girl, in the middle of the night, when no one believed that the boy was molesting his younger sister. But no one paid attention to her; four other children remained, and the 12-year-old boy at the time, who was Timothy, stayed there in that city, in the custody of his father.
Since he wasn't married to his mother—she was a local prostitute—he had to take care of the children from another extramarital relationship, and the town found out about his affairs, where he was supposed to be working.
Witnesses said that in addition to being a molester, his father beat him, and that he lived in a shack by the sea, helping his father in his spare time because his father didn't want his other children to have contact with his family, but his first wife refused to stay with him.
At the age of 13, he found himself abandoned, separated from his other siblings who were taken to an orphanage. He stayed there for a little over 3 months before running away and starting a series of crimes in the cities. In any case, the girl was killed in the city where he was taken to the shelter, fleeing to the orphanage and leaving a trail of dead animals.
Then, when he went towards the city, passing by the highway, letting him drive his father's car, to leave a series of clues, so that they wouldn't know that his father was at a divorce hearing, with witnesses, then it was Timothy himself who killed him.
His name was Timothy Chambers, who had been taken to a correctional institution, spent 3 years there, until he was released, in which he had a manic, bad expression and was practically a delinquent and rapist in the making, more or less around 16 years old when he was released.
So, in just over 3 weeks before the series of disappearances in the cities, he began committing rape and murder shortly beforehand, starting with dogs around the city.
He was a serial killer of children in the city, as well as a 16-year-old teenager who spent part of his childhood committing crimes and molesting relatives.
At that moment, he had identified the composite sketch; at that moment, he was going to be pursued, a maniacal boy who was a juvenile delinquent.
So, he worked in juvenile court, and he figured he wouldn't be emotional at all.
Upon contacting the correctional facility where he was released just over 3 years ago after being detained for mistreatment and animal abuse, he molested his own 9-year-old sister before being reported by his own mother.
His family lived near the water and the river, and he was a suspect because he had molested his own sister when she was 13 years old, which he heard happening there.
The police officers went in his direction.
"Every time a child goes missing or someone is molested, you come to me?" he asked.
"That's just routine," a police officer said.
"Would you give permission to search your car and your house?" a police officer asked him.
- Yes. – He said, walking away.
There was blood in the vehicle, inside the trunk. They collected evidence, samples, DNA—it was Chris's DNA—so they collected hair, blood, and nails.
So, when they did the tests, during the investigation, during the trial when he tried not to speak ill of the victim, when they managed to prove that he was guilty, not just a suspect, there was evidence.
Timothy Burns, he was a psychopath in the making.
A few days later, at a bar, at the end of the investigation, he looked to his right, and at that moment, the person he was expecting discreetly emerged from a dark area and walked towards him.
"So, he accepted my gifts," he said.
"You're persistent," Tsuki said.
The man was wearing a three-layered red suit with a waistcoat, suede shoes, and his white hair was tied in a braid. He was sitting at a table in the back as the other man approached him.
"I see you know what you like, I want to have a relationship with you," he said.
Putting his hands around her, tightening his grip on her waist, he stood there, drawing closer to her, as he began to approach.
"Would you like something to drink or eat?" he asked.
That's how they started.
"I'll have a meal," he said. "A vodka," Tsuki said.
They listened to music, stayed in the back, and Tsuki was practically being interrogated there about how he was in his relationships with women.
"Whatever you desire, you shall have," he said, taking her hands and kissing them.
Darkness was a being of darkness, a mixture of the chaos of space in the form of a man over 2 meters tall with a dark, rocky body cracked with red lines like magma in an erupting volcano, red eyes, wearing purple armor with omega and alpha symbols.
He had been taken to the city entrance, where his plane was expected to arrive bound for the main airport, barely arriving amidst a party where he went to shower and change.
Drink a little so you can have more fun later.
Tsuki was taken to a secluded part of the restaurant, a room with a divan.
"Would you like to experience what it's like to have me inside you?" Darkness asked him.
That place was at the back of the establishment, King Darkness cornered him, he barely stood up, was caught in his arms, the god of darkness subdued him, pressing him against the wall, kissing him, opening his mouth.
"Open your mouth," he ordered, pressing against the wall before leading him to the sofa. He had his hands on him, pulling down his pants, and sucked the man quickly and deeply. He couldn't say no, gasping and moaning, between cries, when he felt a gelatinous, cold finger in his tight hole, writhing in pain...
"It hurts..." he said. "Was that where he was going to lose his virginity, which he'd kept for so long?" Tsuki was coming off a day of work, a day that was exhausting to say the least, after being sucked off.
- Excuse me, he stopped putting his dry finger inside it, taking it towards the wall; there was a glass next to the headboard, waiting for him.
Then he took his fingers, soaked them, then pressed him against the wall, kneeling, and began to suck again, from tip to base, licking and nibbling his testicles, making him groan and scream louder and louder, with his hands on his head, panting, as he felt close to coming.
- I'm going to cum. – Tsuki said, at that moment, it was encouragement for Darkness to go faster and faster, pushing, pulling and sucking, scraping his teeth around his penis, as he passed through the slit, nibbling at his testicles, when Tsuki came in his mouth, still coming out of his penis onto my shaft, when he continued to pump his penis, fast and steady, opening his legs, taking off his pants.
The ancient god lifted him into the air, his mouth positioned between his buttocks, thrusting his tongue inside him. As he experienced this for the first time, he gasped, moaning as he was sucked greedily, deeper and faster each time. It was then that he began to scream, panting in the air, finally ejaculating towards the air, above the man's head.