C121 Father's Work

Holding a thick spider web in one hand, the dark-skinned, tall man looked quietly at the series of glowing spheres in front of him.

On the glowing spheres, seven-colored light circulated.

"Yog, you don't know either?" Nyarlathotep frowned. "What's going on?"

The ball of light flickered.

"I know, but I can't remember." Nyarlathotep frowned even more