He is the personification of corruption, as old as Sin itself, and just as insidious. He bides his time until the day when he shall rise up and claim his throne as King of the Elder Gods.

Here's another one that was begun a long time ago and just now has been finished. I really need to start working without an outline. It detracts from the realism, painfully. And all of you Lovecraft fanatics out there, please don't harass me about the use of the "Elder Gods" thing... I know my character has no place in the actual mythos.