In a world where logic fractures and higher dimensions bleed into reality, an ancient being known as Azathoth Abyssal walks among mortals—not as a conqueror, but as something far older… and far less comprehensible.

The story follows his quiet, unsettling journey across impossible seas and forgotten depths, where he encounters Groks, a man caught between fear and fascination. Through their brief alliance, fragments of a truth emerge: Azathoth is no ordinary entity. He predates time itself, moves between layers of existence as an “extra-fictional traveler,” and holds ties to cosmic horrors whispered only in forbidden texts—among them, Cthulhu, his own great-great-grandson, whom he once sealed away.

As Azathoth descends into an unreachable underwater city to retrieve the lost Necronomicon, the narrative unveils a universe teeming with entities that defy natural law. Among them are the Hounds of Tindalos—relentless hunters of higher dimensions that stalk even beings beyond fiction itself. Yet even they are no match for Azathoth’s overwhelming, almost indifferent power, as he dismantles them with abilities that blur the line between magic, concept, and absolute authority.

But beneath the spectacle of cosmic dominance lies something quieter, more unnerving: a being detached from humanity, yet still bound by echoes of responsibility, legacy, and unfinished cycles. His journey is not one of growth, but of movement—through worlds, through stories, through the fragile structures that attempt to define existence.

Darkness Walker: Prime-Ordeals / Anarchists is not merely a tale of battles and power, but a philosophical descent into perception, belief, and the limits of logic itself—where gods are not worshipped, but questioned, and reality is just another layer waiting to be crossed.

The scene opens with Groks and Azathoth in a boat in the dark. "Amm… you look like a man that knows a lot," Groks said in fear and awe. "Yes, I existed before the idea of time," Azathoth said. "Amm, Aza…" said Groks, curious. "Here it is, and thank you, Groks. I hope you have luck in your journey back, and I'm aware of the impossible storms in these seas, so you will be protected by me until you reach the port," interrupts Azathoth, and he jumps into the water and swims to a city at the bottom where not even humans can reach. "Cthulhu, my great-great-grandson, I'm here," Azathoth said. "Lord Azathoth, what brought Your Majesty here?" said Cthulhu telepathically. "I need the Necronomicon. Do you have it?" asked Azathoth seriously. "Oh… the book you wrote and said that you didn't want? Yeah, but it's not here anymore. I think Tsathoggua borrowed it from me," said Cthulhu seriously. "Oh, thank Cthulhu, and… sorry for what I did. I will take it back. When this circle ends, you will wake up," said Azathoth. "Thanks, my liege. I'm very grateful. What can I do for you, my liege?" asked Cthulhu. "Introduce me to your children. Do we have a deal?" asked Azathoth. "Yes, Lord," said Cthulhu happily. Azathoth opens a portal and enters it while something is watching from afar.


Chapter 2 - chapter 2: Great sleeper of R'lyeh meeting