This is the cosmic menace Cthulhu as a rave kid in the 90s. He rose from the depths, lured not by ancient chants but by the thump of bass and glowsticks pulsing beneath a warehouse roof. Drenched in lasers and fog, his writhing tentacles kept perfect time with the beat, earning cheers instead of screams. As the sun rose, he vanished into the mist—leaving behind only a trail of glitter and and tracers.
Cthulhu 90s Kid
