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Pinthas plays a very important role in the protection of Monria and its future existence. His sacrifices at the hands of K'Tan and Decca are testament to what he will endure to support fighting and evading the evil darkness that we seem to be ever more faced with, and ... since Decca hasn't been so successful at regaining control of Monria, she's taking the fight to another dimension.
Pinthas is one of four Elder Gods, and despite discovering who he is (Kthanid, Cthulhu's twin brother), he continues to be resistant against the attempts from K'Tan and Decca to get him to participate in the ritual to awaken Cthulhu from his death-like sleep. You see, prior to Pinthas repressing memories, he learned about the devastating darkness at the hands of K'Tan and Decca, directed by Cthulhu, and why it was he alone who put his twin brother in his current death-like sleep in the City of R'lyeh which is now at the core of Monria.
Following is a chapter from Tales from the Deep, the 5th book in the Monria lore series where he shares his encounters with K'Tan and the effort to recover his memories. The more you understand about Monria lore, the more you'll understand the direct connection with what's going on at the final map section at DSEC9. It will also give you a glimpse into what K'Tan and Decca are capable of in their attempts to regain control of Monria.
CH 6 | Deja Vu
I was in a town that seemed to remind me of a place that I had been before, and while not knowing where it was, it felt all too familiar to me. Its appearance was that of an older town, and my focus was on one specific building that K'Tan continued walking towards. It was a church. K'Tan urged me to walk inside the church. I figured that if I was to regain my memories, I had no reason not to trust that his attempt to bring those memories back was his way of helping me.
“Follow me inside and more of your past will be revealed to you," K'Tan said.
As I entered the church, there was an odd sense that I had been there before. The environment seemed to stimulate a memory that perhaps I was somehow involved in some way in the past. He led me into an inner sanctuary where there was much more ornamentation than I had expected to see in this ordinary church. There were other hooded Cultists chanting in a circle. Candles everywhere gave an ambient glow to the chamber. In the center of the circle there were markings on the floor, and one hooded figure addressing the rest. The chanting would sometimes reach an harmonic pitch, and at other times would soften to a melodious and intoxicating sound that even I found myself drawn to. K’Tan walked to the center of the room where he mimicked, matched and merged with the hooded figure in the center of the circle.
“Come, come” he said. “Join me, join me in the center of the circle. Merge, merge with me. Stand here next to me, and you will see where you are, and who you are. Come, come,” he feverishly beckoned.
He reached his hand out and with a vice-like grip, grabbed my hand and pulled me with great strength into the center of the circle with him. In moments, I was merged with him, and was experiencing everything he experienced simultaneously. It seemed he was attempting to reveal things to me, but this seemed a very strange way of doing so. I had no choice, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to resist, because as the moments passed, the experience seemed to have an even more mesmerizing grasp on my soul.
The chanting surged through my body in a way that I had never experienced before, and felt as if it was completing something that was missing. The rise and fall of the tones vibrated every nerve ending in complete harmony. Moments later, I began to experience what K’Tan wanted me to see and feel, as if I was part of this ritual, controlling this ritual, as well as performing this ritual. Words and thoughts in a foreign language started to appear inside my mind. Slowly at first, but this foreign language that I had never known, all of a sudden started to become familiar to me.
Sounds and tones and clicks that I could never even dream of speaking, became a natural part of my understanding and were coming out of my mouth. This language in that moment became my own. More and more I was speaking, chanting and calling out to the group. The tone of the chamber began to increase in sound, intensity and resonance. The harmonics in the room was reaching a fever pitch. I started to emanate a glow in the merger with K’Tan, and the glow became a greenish hue, which was not unfamiliar to me from the other visions that I had experienced. The glow increased in intensity and spread out beyond us where it could be seen that beams of this intense glow reached the others that linked us all together in this ritual. I sensed it was not only a biological event, but also one of an energy form and source. Psionic bonds of mind and body.
I knew without a doubt that K’Tan was orchestrating, guiding and controlling the ritual. However, he released me from his control to continue performing this ritual on my own, as if I had passed some kind of training exercise and was ready to take my rightful place, whatever that was. I still was not sure in all of this who I was or where I was, or what my purpose was. I only had a feeling of familiarity, but no clear memories. K'Tan had disappeared, leaving me on my own to continue this ritual, yet I still had no understanding of what the end result was to be. Even so, I was incredibly drawn to continue to see what would happen.
Moments later, I sensed myself shifting. I was rising above myself, outside of my body, and I was no longer in the chamber. I was now above the town and moving further into space. It was not unlike the experience I felt when K'Tan brought me to where he was, but instead of him controlling this movement, I was. The universe was now moving around me. The strands of greenish rays that linked me with the other Cultists were still there, reaching out to each Cultist present in that chamber before this movement began. Wherever I was going, they were coming with me. I was now the power navigating this experience. I didn't know where we were going, but it felt natural. Time had no relevance, just the movement, and peaceful travel through space.
We had arrived at the destination. It felt familiar, but I couldn't place the familiarity with any reference to any knowledge that I have, or that I might have had in the past. It was another chamber, which seems to be the preferred meeting place no matter what location. Traveling through space and bringing the other Cultists with me felt physically real, but if I rose above my body to began this excursion, was it real, or are we participants in a mind-controlled transportation across space and time?
The Cultists were suddenly released from the greenish rays and started to move about. I wondered just how far a distance we traveled to get here, even though it felt just like moments, and how is it not only possible that this technology exists, but that I was performing this procedure myself. Are these latent skills, or skills I actually used in the past? This is why it's important for me to regain my memories.
My being able to apply these skills simply through mind control escapes any past experience or memory. My thought process was interrupted when I realized that K'Tan had been waiting for me. Somehow it seemed a given that he would be here, but I still question the elements of the process. There's something missing for me. How is all of this done, and especially, how am I able to do it.
Even though it appeared that I was the one in control of this transportation, it still felt manipulated because I don't have the knowledge of how it's done. The Cultists walked away with determination, as if they had a predestined mission. It didn't take long for them to be out of view. It was just K'Tan and myself now, and the strange grin on his face gives me the feeling that he of course knew exactly what was happening, and perhaps even knew what I was thinking.
"I assume you are wondering why you are here and the method in which you and the Cultists arrived. I also assume that you are questioning whether it was you controlling the movement through space and time, and if so, how you even have the ability to do so," K'Tan said.
“Well if you have to ask, then I assume you know the answer and are planning on explaining all of this to me,” I replied.
“First, let me make sure you understand one thing," K'Tan began. "You are who you are and there’s no changing who you are. You may take the shape of someone else at times, and you may even decide to be someone else at times, but at the end of the day, you are who you are, and you will come to realize that you are older than you might think you are. We call you one of the Elder Ones. Your name is not important at this time, but that too will be revealed when necessary. Although Elder Ones still exist, many of them are still asleep, but slowly starting to stir. Over time, you disappeared. Somehow, you have been able to remain hidden within this human body for millennia without being found, but in the process, have forgotten who and what you are. We have spent a great deal of time and effort to find you Pinthas, and it took certain acts of accidental discovery to do so because your disguise was so blending that until now, we were unable to identify you. There is now an opportunity to bring you back to your reality."
"Well, if I chose to hide myself, there must have been a damn good reason why I did. Perhaps the memory lapse was somehow intentional because I didn't like who I was or what was happening," I responded.
"Regardless of what your personal decisions were to do so," K'Tan replied, "that no longer matters. We have a mission to accomplish and you need to be a part of it whether you agree with it or not. The mission is to awaken our beloved Cthulhu, and you play a major role in making this happen," he stated almost with disdain that it was me needing to be involved in this process instead of him.
K'Tan continued to look at me with determined intention, and while I was beginning to feel a need to resist, I not only knew it would be futile, but I also wanted to continue with restoring my memories.
"Well then, get on with it," I said in an impatient manner. "What more do you need me to do to complete this transformation so that I have my memories back and can be who you say I am?"
"We are getting the ritual ready momentarily," K'Tan responded, "and once we complete the ritual, you will remember who you are and what you are, as well as your purpose. I believe that you will also no longer have any concern for your fellow Monrians. You will realize that they are trespassing and wasting our time. I fully expect that once you come to this realization, one of the first things that you will do is go back to Monria and wipe their pitiful existence off our moon. We have also instructed the Yogs to continue digging deeper into the caves and caverns in search of crucial information that some of our associates have hidden there that we will need in order to perform the Cthulhu awakening ritual."
"What happens after I am transformed and recall my memories but still decide that I don't want to assist in this awakening because you haven't convinced me that the humans on Monria are our enemy and trespassing on what you are calling your domain? What if all of this backfires on you," I asked.
"I have no concern for your beliefs," K'Tan began, "nor your attempt to convince me that you actually have control over who you are, what you say or what you do. You are who you are and you will do what you need to do. If I need to talk to our leader Decca, I am sure she will convince you one way or another."
In the moment that K'Tan mentioned the name Decca, it triggered a feeling that I know this name, that I know Decca and am familiar with her. I just couldn't place her but I know that she is important to me. True memories seemed just out of reach and I was straining to grab them. I needed to connect with who she was and why her presence in the past was so important to me. There was no question that I needed to go through this transformation ritual in order to regain my memories.
My thoughts were once again interrupted when the Cultists re-entered the chamber. They formed a circle around me, each spaced at a 4 to 6 foot equidistance. They each held an item in their hand extended in front of them that looked like a rune inscribed with the language I had just learned was the original language of ancestors. A language that I once again understand. It appeared that the required ritual to transform me and bring back my memories was about to commence. I felt an urgency to gain control and do this on my own terms. I was concerned that if K'Tan was still in control, I would not be able to keep my current form and would lose who I currently was, and not able to fulfill my true purpose as I see it -- to keep the inhabitants of Monria safe.
There's no room to underestimate potential dangers and the madness that Decca and K'Tan are capable of ...
Pinthas is one of four Elder Gods, and despite discovering who he is (Kthanid, Cthulhu's twin brother), he continues to be resistant against the attempts from K'Tan and Decca to get him to participate in the ritual to awaken Cthulhu from his death-like sleep. You see, prior to Pinthas repressing memories, he learned about the devastating darkness at the hands of K'Tan and Decca, directed by Cthulhu, and why it was he alone who put his twin brother in his current death-like sleep in the City of R'lyeh which is now at the core of Monria.
Following is a chapter from Tales from the Deep, the 5th book in the Monria lore series where he shares his encounters with K'Tan and the effort to recover his memories. The more you understand about Monria lore, the more you'll understand the direct connection with what's going on at the final map section at DSEC9. It will also give you a glimpse into what K'Tan and Decca are capable of in their attempts to regain control of Monria.
I was in a town that seemed to remind me of a place that I had been before, and while not knowing where it was, it felt all too familiar to me. Its appearance was that of an older town, and my focus was on one specific building that K'Tan continued walking towards. It was a church. K'Tan urged me to walk inside the church. I figured that if I was to regain my memories, I had no reason not to trust that his attempt to bring those memories back was his way of helping me.
“Follow me inside and more of your past will be revealed to you," K'Tan said.
As I entered the church, there was an odd sense that I had been there before. The environment seemed to stimulate a memory that perhaps I was somehow involved in some way in the past. He led me into an inner sanctuary where there was much more ornamentation than I had expected to see in this ordinary church. There were other hooded Cultists chanting in a circle. Candles everywhere gave an ambient glow to the chamber. In the center of the circle there were markings on the floor, and one hooded figure addressing the rest. The chanting would sometimes reach an harmonic pitch, and at other times would soften to a melodious and intoxicating sound that even I found myself drawn to. K’Tan walked to the center of the room where he mimicked, matched and merged with the hooded figure in the center of the circle.
“Come, come” he said. “Join me, join me in the center of the circle. Merge, merge with me. Stand here next to me, and you will see where you are, and who you are. Come, come,” he feverishly beckoned.
He reached his hand out and with a vice-like grip, grabbed my hand and pulled me with great strength into the center of the circle with him. In moments, I was merged with him, and was experiencing everything he experienced simultaneously. It seemed he was attempting to reveal things to me, but this seemed a very strange way of doing so. I had no choice, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to resist, because as the moments passed, the experience seemed to have an even more mesmerizing grasp on my soul.
The chanting surged through my body in a way that I had never experienced before, and felt as if it was completing something that was missing. The rise and fall of the tones vibrated every nerve ending in complete harmony. Moments later, I began to experience what K’Tan wanted me to see and feel, as if I was part of this ritual, controlling this ritual, as well as performing this ritual. Words and thoughts in a foreign language started to appear inside my mind. Slowly at first, but this foreign language that I had never known, all of a sudden started to become familiar to me.
Sounds and tones and clicks that I could never even dream of speaking, became a natural part of my understanding and were coming out of my mouth. This language in that moment became my own. More and more I was speaking, chanting and calling out to the group. The tone of the chamber began to increase in sound, intensity and resonance. The harmonics in the room was reaching a fever pitch. I started to emanate a glow in the merger with K’Tan, and the glow became a greenish hue, which was not unfamiliar to me from the other visions that I had experienced. The glow increased in intensity and spread out beyond us where it could be seen that beams of this intense glow reached the others that linked us all together in this ritual. I sensed it was not only a biological event, but also one of an energy form and source. Psionic bonds of mind and body.
I knew without a doubt that K’Tan was orchestrating, guiding and controlling the ritual. However, he released me from his control to continue performing this ritual on my own, as if I had passed some kind of training exercise and was ready to take my rightful place, whatever that was. I still was not sure in all of this who I was or where I was, or what my purpose was. I only had a feeling of familiarity, but no clear memories. K'Tan had disappeared, leaving me on my own to continue this ritual, yet I still had no understanding of what the end result was to be. Even so, I was incredibly drawn to continue to see what would happen.
Moments later, I sensed myself shifting. I was rising above myself, outside of my body, and I was no longer in the chamber. I was now above the town and moving further into space. It was not unlike the experience I felt when K'Tan brought me to where he was, but instead of him controlling this movement, I was. The universe was now moving around me. The strands of greenish rays that linked me with the other Cultists were still there, reaching out to each Cultist present in that chamber before this movement began. Wherever I was going, they were coming with me. I was now the power navigating this experience. I didn't know where we were going, but it felt natural. Time had no relevance, just the movement, and peaceful travel through space.
We had arrived at the destination. It felt familiar, but I couldn't place the familiarity with any reference to any knowledge that I have, or that I might have had in the past. It was another chamber, which seems to be the preferred meeting place no matter what location. Traveling through space and bringing the other Cultists with me felt physically real, but if I rose above my body to began this excursion, was it real, or are we participants in a mind-controlled transportation across space and time?
The Cultists were suddenly released from the greenish rays and started to move about. I wondered just how far a distance we traveled to get here, even though it felt just like moments, and how is it not only possible that this technology exists, but that I was performing this procedure myself. Are these latent skills, or skills I actually used in the past? This is why it's important for me to regain my memories.
My being able to apply these skills simply through mind control escapes any past experience or memory. My thought process was interrupted when I realized that K'Tan had been waiting for me. Somehow it seemed a given that he would be here, but I still question the elements of the process. There's something missing for me. How is all of this done, and especially, how am I able to do it.
Even though it appeared that I was the one in control of this transportation, it still felt manipulated because I don't have the knowledge of how it's done. The Cultists walked away with determination, as if they had a predestined mission. It didn't take long for them to be out of view. It was just K'Tan and myself now, and the strange grin on his face gives me the feeling that he of course knew exactly what was happening, and perhaps even knew what I was thinking.
"I assume you are wondering why you are here and the method in which you and the Cultists arrived. I also assume that you are questioning whether it was you controlling the movement through space and time, and if so, how you even have the ability to do so," K'Tan said.
“Well if you have to ask, then I assume you know the answer and are planning on explaining all of this to me,” I replied.
“First, let me make sure you understand one thing," K'Tan began. "You are who you are and there’s no changing who you are. You may take the shape of someone else at times, and you may even decide to be someone else at times, but at the end of the day, you are who you are, and you will come to realize that you are older than you might think you are. We call you one of the Elder Ones. Your name is not important at this time, but that too will be revealed when necessary. Although Elder Ones still exist, many of them are still asleep, but slowly starting to stir. Over time, you disappeared. Somehow, you have been able to remain hidden within this human body for millennia without being found, but in the process, have forgotten who and what you are. We have spent a great deal of time and effort to find you Pinthas, and it took certain acts of accidental discovery to do so because your disguise was so blending that until now, we were unable to identify you. There is now an opportunity to bring you back to your reality."
"Well, if I chose to hide myself, there must have been a damn good reason why I did. Perhaps the memory lapse was somehow intentional because I didn't like who I was or what was happening," I responded.
"Regardless of what your personal decisions were to do so," K'Tan replied, "that no longer matters. We have a mission to accomplish and you need to be a part of it whether you agree with it or not. The mission is to awaken our beloved Cthulhu, and you play a major role in making this happen," he stated almost with disdain that it was me needing to be involved in this process instead of him.
K'Tan continued to look at me with determined intention, and while I was beginning to feel a need to resist, I not only knew it would be futile, but I also wanted to continue with restoring my memories.
"Well then, get on with it," I said in an impatient manner. "What more do you need me to do to complete this transformation so that I have my memories back and can be who you say I am?"
"We are getting the ritual ready momentarily," K'Tan responded, "and once we complete the ritual, you will remember who you are and what you are, as well as your purpose. I believe that you will also no longer have any concern for your fellow Monrians. You will realize that they are trespassing and wasting our time. I fully expect that once you come to this realization, one of the first things that you will do is go back to Monria and wipe their pitiful existence off our moon. We have also instructed the Yogs to continue digging deeper into the caves and caverns in search of crucial information that some of our associates have hidden there that we will need in order to perform the Cthulhu awakening ritual."
"What happens after I am transformed and recall my memories but still decide that I don't want to assist in this awakening because you haven't convinced me that the humans on Monria are our enemy and trespassing on what you are calling your domain? What if all of this backfires on you," I asked.
"I have no concern for your beliefs," K'Tan began, "nor your attempt to convince me that you actually have control over who you are, what you say or what you do. You are who you are and you will do what you need to do. If I need to talk to our leader Decca, I am sure she will convince you one way or another."
In the moment that K'Tan mentioned the name Decca, it triggered a feeling that I know this name, that I know Decca and am familiar with her. I just couldn't place her but I know that she is important to me. True memories seemed just out of reach and I was straining to grab them. I needed to connect with who she was and why her presence in the past was so important to me. There was no question that I needed to go through this transformation ritual in order to regain my memories.
My thoughts were once again interrupted when the Cultists re-entered the chamber. They formed a circle around me, each spaced at a 4 to 6 foot equidistance. They each held an item in their hand extended in front of them that looked like a rune inscribed with the language I had just learned was the original language of ancestors. A language that I once again understand. It appeared that the required ritual to transform me and bring back my memories was about to commence. I felt an urgency to gain control and do this on my own terms. I was concerned that if K'Tan was still in control, I would not be able to keep my current form and would lose who I currently was, and not able to fulfill my true purpose as I see it -- to keep the inhabitants of Monria safe.
