And yet He woke up. The Beast of the Worlds, the Lord of R’lyeh, the incomprehensible and incomprehensible Cthulhu came to Earth. But he did not come alone, but along with the entire pantheon of the External, Ancient and Elder, along with Dagon, Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth... Infinitely far from human understanding, alien to the everyday problems and concerns of people, they came to rule our planet. The history of the world has changed irreversibly, 1939 The year was fatal for our Reality and became a turning point. The era of proud loners, conquerors of sky-high heights and race tracks, mad scientists and great dictators took on the horror of the Coming of Myths. She accepted, absorbed... and was able to assimilate. The New Earth is not at all like ours, here the Deep Ones are busy with offshore drilling, the Mverzi help in asylums for the mentally ill, and the Shoggoths work as mechanics. People have adapted to the new order, live in it and even enjoy life, having themselves become part of the new Diesel Myths.