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[[folder:Anime and Manga]]
->''"In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God hovering above? At least it is true that man has no control, even over his own will."''
-->-- '''OpeningScroll/[[OpeningNarration Narration]]''', ''Manga/{{Berserk}}''

->''"It came from beyond the extreme reaches of our reality,\\
It came to laugh at our naive existences.\\
I am puzzled by the truth that slips through my hands even as I cover my ears.\\
Where in this thin body do I find the strength to stand?"''
-->-- Partial translation of "Uninstall", opening theme for ''Manga/{{Bokurano}}''
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[[folder:Comic Books]]
->''"Everything dies. You. Me. Everyone on this planet. Our sun. Our galaxy. And, eventually, the universe itself. This is simply how things are. It's inevitable...and I accept it."''
-->-- '''Mr. Fantastic''', delivering the ArcWords for ''ComicBook/TheAvengersJonathanHickman'', the cosmic horror story of the end of Marvel's Multiverse

->''"If my dream was true, then everything we know, everything we think we know is a lie. It means the world's about as solid and reliable as a layer of scum on the top of a well of black water which goes down forever, and there are things in the depths that I don't even want to think about. It means more than that. It means that we're just dolls. We don't have a clue what's really going down, we just kid ourselves that we're in control of our lives while a paper's thickness away things that would drive us mad if we thought about them for too long play with us, and move us around from room to room, and put us away at night when they're tired, or bored."''
-->-- '''Rose Walker''', ''ComicBook/TheSandman1989''
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[[folder:Film -- Live-Action]]
->''And crawling on the planet's face:\\
Some insects called 'the human race'.\\
Lost in time,\\
Lost in space,\\
...and meaning.''
-->-- '''[[GreekChorus The Criminologist's]]''' closing narration, ''Film/TheRockyHorrorPictureShow''

->''Every species can smell its own extinction. The last ones left... won't have a pretty time with it. In ten years — maybe less — the human race will just be a... bedtime story for their children. A myth, nothing more.''
-->-- '''John Trent,''' ''Film/InTheMouthOfMadness''
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[[folder:Literature]]
->''The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.''
-->-- '''Creator/HPLovecraft''', opening of ''Literature/TheCallOfCthulhu''

->''I have seen the dark universe yawning,\\
Where the black planets roll without aim;\\
Where they roll in their horror unheeded\\
Without knowledge or lustre or name.''
-->-- '''Creator/HPLovecraft''', "[[http://www.hplovecraft.com/writings/texts/poetry/p121.aspx Nemesis]]"[[note]]Now with a [[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKKTqB_Lzv0 musical reading]] to the [[LyricalDissonance tune of "Piano Man"]] by Music/BillyJoel![[/note]] (also {{epigraph}} to "The Haunter of the Dark")

->''"For the fish, the lake in which he lives is the universe. What does the fish think when he is jerked up by the mouth through the silver limits of existence and into a new universe where the air drowns him and the light is blue madness? Where [[HumansAreCthulhu huge bipeds with no gills]] stuff it into a suffocating box and cover it with wet weeds to die?"''
-->-- '''The Man In Black''', ''Literature/TheGunslinger''

->''"You humans build little worlds, little stories, little shells around your minds and that keeps infinity at bay and allows you to wake up in the morning without screaming!"''
-->-- '''The Hiver''', ''Literature/AHatFullOfSky''

->''"Kaos is the damnation of all mankind, Loken. Kaos will outlive us and dance on our ashes. All we can do, all we can strive for, is to recognize its menace and keep it at bay, for as long as we persist."''
-->-- '''Commander Tull''', ''[[Literature/HorusHeresy Horus Rising]]''

->Imagine yourself taking a stroll through Manhattan, somewhere north of 68th street, deep inside Central Park, late at night. It would be nice to meet someone friendly, but you know that the park is dangerous at night. That’s when the monsters come out. There’s always a strong undercurrent of drug dealings, muggings, and occasional homicides. It is not easy to distinguish the good guys from the bad guys. They dress alike, and the weapons are concealed. The only difference is intent, and you can’t read minds. Stay in the dark long enough and you may hear an occasional distance shriek or blunder across a body. How do you survive the night? The last thing you want to do is shout, “I’m here!” The next to last thing you want to do is reply to someone who shouts, “I’m a friend!” What you would like to do is find a policeman, or get out of the park. But you don’t want to make noise or move towards a light where you might be spotted, and it is difficult to find either a policeman or your way out without making yourself known. Your safest option is to hunker down and wait for daylight, then safely walk out. There are, of course, a few obvious differences between Central Park and the universe. There is no policeman. There is no way out. And the night never ends.
-->-- ''Literature/TheKillingStar''

->This, Christian realized, was the apex of what Lovecraft had summed up in his philosophies. Perhaps it had been symbolic of something, back then; of the world's advancing technologies and the harnessing of what an antiquarian thought mankind was not meant to harness, of the increasing understanding of the capaciousness of the cosmos at large, of the integration of foreign races into a modern society as viewed by a xenophobe. But the quintessential idea of Lovecraft's views was fear of the unknown, of the incomprehensible, of what mankind was not and was never meant to behold. And no matter how many eons mankind was gifted to advance, no matter what hyper-evolved super-society they may have eventually metamorphosed into, they never would have been able to understand a being as immeasurable as the stars themselves, whose great, eldritch mind was vast enough to encompass the whole of mankind's existence in a single vacuole of its thought.
-->-- ''Literature/TheCityOfNever''

->''Are we "invading" an anthill when we build a drive-through bank machine on top of it? Probably, from the ants' point of view. And if some small fraction of those ants survive — if they manage to get out of the way and set up a new colony somewhere else — are we incompetent invaders because we haven't exterminated all of them? Have they beaten us, if the bulldozers came and went and left some ants alive? No, because the goal wasn't to wipe out the anthill. We were putting up an ATM. But you can’t explain currency, finance, or automated tellers to an ant. It’s impossible for them to comprehend our acts as anything other than a devastating attack by a god-like force that the ants — for some mysterious reason — were able to fend off.''
-->-- '''Aiyeola,''' comparing humanity to [[SufficientlyAdvancedAliens the Ceph]], ''VideoGame/{{Crysis}}: Legion''

->The Old Ones know me now. Beneath the waves, beyond the skies, they know my name. I am theirs. I must attend to them as they make their preparations.\\
They will wrest this world from the light. They will drown the cities and swallow the mountains. They will burst the moon and drain the sun. They will draw the earth back into the darkness from which it frothed. They will flood the universe until the horizon is abandoned and there is no barrier between the sea and sky. All shall be at peace then: tranquil and still but for their fitful stirrings. Our puny sentience is an affront to them, for theirs is the truest claim upon existence. All lives, all creation, must be extinguished. I understand this now, and I welcome it.\\
Tomorrow I will go into the water. I will take as many with me as I can.
-->-- ''Literature/DarknessBeyond'', by Jason Franks

->''"K'yaloh D'argesh F'ah,"'' the leader told Palmer. "Leviathan slumbering, but day will come of wakening."
->"The tale of my escape and of my journey home is long," Palmer concluded. "But it is not a tale worth telling, because... well, because nothing is worth anything. If I am quiet - if I am droll - it is because since that day, life has held little interest. For how could it? What purpose is there in pursuing the trivial amusements of man?"
->''"K'yaloh D'argesh F'ah,"'' he repeated slowly. "Day will come of wakening."
->He glanced backwards at their churning wake, back towards the swirling waters where once Pestilent Isle had sat. "Day has come."
-->-- ''Literature/SenseAndSensibilityAndSeaMonsters''

->''"I'm convinced now that whatever I have glimpsed or encountered and spend my whole life tracking have been with us since humankind came out of the trees. It is not something 'out there' -- in the president's words. They may once have been our 'neighbors' from some distant star, but I believe they were here before us. I believe that were we able to look deeply into the whole of human history we would see that they have always been here. I believe they have observed, helped, haunted, tormented, and teased us since the beginning of our time for reasons entirely their own. I believe that they are a multitude and that their true nature is singular and energetic, not physical, evolved in some way light-years beyond our ability to understand, and as a consequence our limited, linear sense of time means nothing to them. A few of us were chosen, for some strange reason, to learn more about about them. Or perhaps for other reasons.\\\
I believe their presence fills more than the skies or these woods; they lie at the root cause of any extranormal or paranormal experience our species have recorded: religious, spiritual, scientific, ghostly, inspirational, angelic and demonic. From the burning bush to Fatima and Lourdes, to 'vampires' and sky people, monsters and abductions in the night and Roswell and Homestead and all those strange lights and crafts seen for millennia by so many of us in so many skies, I believe that all these phenomena that our puffed-up egos and busy ant mind persist in trying to label, categorize, penetrate, and comprehend, all spring from this same uncanny source. This is the mother of all 'others', and were we ever able to set our eyes on its ultimate nature we would find it as foreign, incomprehensible, and indifferent to us as ours would be to bacterial microbes swimming in a drop of water.\\\
These final truths you must never forget: we are utterly incapable of knowing their true intent, and their true intent may not be to wish us well. It may be that they're here to guide or even aid our evolution; it's equally possible that we may matter no more to them than those random protozoa in our tap water do to us. In other words, by our meager moral definitions, they may both be 'good' and 'evil,' and those precious distinctions of outs mean nothing to them. There may even be a 'good' and 'evil' side at play here and we, our human race, is the game!\\\
Let me hasten to add I hope I'm wrong, that this work -- being 'chosen' -- has deranged me, but Garland, I fear that I'm right and in my right mind."''
-->-- '''Colonel Douglas Milford''', ''[[Literature/TwinPeaks The Secret History of Twin Peaks]]''

->'''Ding Yi''': Maybe [[MadeOfIndestructium it]] really is just a messenger. But it's here to give [[PunyEarthlings humanity]] a different message.\\
'''Lieutenant Colonel''': What?\\
'''Ding Yi''': "[[SufficientlyAdvancedAlien If I destroy you, what business is it of yours]]?"
-->-- ''Literature/TheDarkForest''

->'''Shi Qiang:''' That's... that's really dark.\\
'''Luo Ji:''' [[CrapsackWorld The real universe is just that black]]. The universe is a [[TitleDrop dark forest]]. Every civilization is an armed hunter stalking through the trees like a ghost, gently pushing aside branches that block the path and trying to tread without sound. Even breathing is done with care. The hunter has to be careful, because everywhere in the forest are stealthy hunters like him. If he finds other life -- another hunter, an angel or a demon, a delicate infant or a tottering old man, a fairy or a demigod -- there's only one thing he can do: [[DoUntoOthersBeforeTheyDoUntoUs open fire and eliminate them]]. In this forest, hell is other people. An eternal threat that any life that exposes its own existence will be swiftly wiped out. This is the picture of cosmic civilization. It's the explanation for the UsefulNotes/FermiParadox. But in this dark forest, there's a [[HumansAreMorons stupid child called humanity]], who has built a bonfire and is standing beside it shouting, '[[TooDumbToLive Here I am! Here I am]]!'
-->-- ''Literature/TheDarkForest''

->Any relief we should have experienced at the conclusion of such a threat to our existence was washed away in tides of shame and self-pitying sickness. For what did this antediluvian nightmare do but return to the earth from which he had sprouted, and fall into the deepest sleep?
->Perhaps he was a god, or an instrument of the gods, here to deliver us divine punishment. Perhaps he came from the underworld and perhaps he came from the earth and perhaps he came from the stars. God or not, we still fought him - we had that right. We threw everything we had at him and in the end it mattered nought. Most of the time I do not believe we even gained his attention. Unlike the priests, who hailed his sleep as proof that the sacrifices were not in vain and had at least appeased his thirst, I do not believe his purpose was one of divine vengeance. Think me blasphemous if you will, but we were nothing to him. Nothing.
-->-- ''Literature/{{Quetzacthulhu}}'', by Set Sytes

-> Whatever it is could be waiting behind one of those gates, waiting for someone to do something stupid. So maybe you’d rather set up shop here. Make little doomed babies. Live and die in the darkness. But at least whatever’s out there stays out there.
-->-- '''The Investigator''', ''[[Literature/TheExpanse Abbadon's Gate]]''
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[[folder:Live-Action TV]]
->''"You are dealing with something that has never occurred on this '''planet''' before."''
-->-- '''Valery Legasov''', ''Series/{{Chernobyl}}''
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[[folder:Music]]
->''The time is five years to go before the end of the earth. It has been announced that the world will end because of lack of natural resources. Ziggy is in a position where all the kids have access to things that they thought they wanted. The older people have lost all touch with reality and the kids are left on their own to plunder anything. Ziggy was in a rock-and-roll band and the kids no longer want rock-and-roll. There's no electricity to play it. Ziggy's adviser tells him to collect news and sing it, 'cause there is no news. So Ziggy does this and there is terrible news. "All The Young Dudes" is a song about this news. It's no hymn to the youth as people thought. It is completely the opposite...The end comes when the infinites arrive. They really are a black hole, but I've made them people because it would be very hard to explain a black hole on stage...Ziggy is advised in a dream by the infinites to write the coming of a Starman, so he writes "Starman", which is the first news of hope that the people have heard. So they latch onto it immediately...The starmen that he is talking about are called the infinites, and they are black-hole jumpers. Ziggy has been talking about this amazing spaceman who will be coming down to save the earth. They arrive somewhere in Greenwich Village. They don't have a care in the world and are of no possible use to us. They just happened to stumble into our universe by black hole jumping. Their whole life is travelling from universe to universe. In the stage show, one of them resembles Brando, another one is a Black New Yorker. I even have one called Queenie, the Infinite Fox...Now Ziggy starts to believe in all this himself and thinks himself a prophet of the future starmen. He takes himself up to the incredible spiritual heights and is kept alive by his disciples. When the infinites arrive, they take bits of Ziggy to make them real because in their original state they are anti-matter and cannot exist in our world. And they tear him to pieces on stage during the song "Rock 'N' Roll Suicide". As soon as Ziggy dies on stage the infinites take his elements and make themselves visible.''
-->-- '''Music/DavidBowie''' (in an interview with Creator/WilliamSBurroughs) describing one possible interpretation of ''Music/TheRiseAndFallOfZiggyStardustAndTheSpidersFromMars''
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[[folder:Podcasts]]
->''We pan up, and up… and up. Past the sky, past space, past the boundaries of the Prime Material Plane that this story takes place in. And we see more planes now; the Astral Plane, the Plane of Thought, the Elemental Planes, all twelve Planes that make up our Planar System moving in perfect orbit, perfect synchronicity, sustaining each other in a meticulous, demanding dance.''\\
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''And then we pan up. And we see a Thirteenth Plane descend. It is a disc of shimmering, living darkness, crossed with ribbons of blue, red, green, and gold. It is larger than all the other Planes combined, and as it lowers...''slowly''...bright white eyes begin to open all along the underside of this Plane — millions of them, burning with malice and hunger, all of them focused inward and down, back down, all the way down to the Bureau of Balance headquarters. And somewhere in that Plane, a smile flashes across someone's face.''
-->--'''Griffin's''' narration, ''Podcast/TheAdventureZoneBalance'', Ep. 58 Lunar Interlude V; Reunion Tour - Part 1
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[[folder:Tabletop Games]]
->''"Evil never dies. Darkness never retreats. In the cracks and the crevices of our society there are monsters undreamed of by the rank and file of humanity. I've been there. I've seen them. They exist in the spaces between things, in the folds of existence where we can't find them. Sometimes they cross over, sometimes they manifest, and all hell breaks loose. Only this is not Hell, nor Heaven. This is like nothing anyone has ever understood. This is pure evil, pure destruction. This is the Apocalypse."''
-->-- '''Maj. Gen. Reginald Fairfield, U.S. Army (Ret.)''', 25 FEB 1994 (''TabletopGame/DeltaGreen'' core book opening fiction piece)

->''"I can do anything I want. Anything at all. Remember that. The only thing saving you is... I don't want anything."''
-->-- '''Emrakul''' (or rather [[YouCannotGraspTheTrueForm her angelic avatar Emeria]]), ''TabletopGame/MagicTheGathering''

->''Most people have no idea of the doom that hangs over their heads. They live their petty lives, scratching out whatever living they can with whatever wretched work they can find. Slaves to their desires, they pine for things they cannot afford, for love from people who would never spare a thought for them. They cling to all their grievances and complaints, all the while considering themselves to stand at the center of things—their lives and their experiences defining the reality in which they live.\\
\\
So small, these people are. So insignificant, and yet so puffed up with self-importance. If they only knew how minor, how meaningless, they truly were and they could see the horror that lies just out of reach, they would drop to their knees and grovel, beseeching the empty vessels they call gods for mercy.\\
\\
In truth, there is no mercy. There are no gods. There are only endings.''
-->--''TabletopGame/ShadowOfTheDemonLord'', ''The Hunger in the Void'' sourcebook, opening paragraphs of Chapter 1

->''"Wisdom is but the beginning of fear."''
-->-- '''Inquisitorial Proverb''', ''TabletopGame/Warhammer40000''
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[[folder:Video Games]]
->''Kinner Phelps. Research log 43-553-- I'm convinced we are puppets of some alien influence. I no longer believe we are in control of this project, or ever ''were''. I believe even our rationalizations for this whole thing are an illusion, planted by [[GreaterScopeVillain the forces behind the original Marker, the Black one]]. We don't know how to make this thing. ''[[SentientPhlebotinum It is making us make it]]''. [[SealedEvilInACan And it's trying to get out]]. '''''Desperately'''''. I'm under security watch after taking a sledgehammer to the tiny Marker I built last week. We need to destroy everything we've built here, and destroy every record, every shred of research. [[MyGodWhatHaveIDone They were right the first time on Aegis VII]]-- [[TheseAreThingsManWasNotMeantToKnow this is beyond our ability to know or control]]! [[HeKnowsTooMuch I have to go, my supervisor is whispering to the security guard]].''
-->-- "It's Making Us Make It!" Audio Log, ''VideoGame/DeadSpace2''

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[[folder: ''Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an '''accident'''. Your lives are measured in years and decades. You wither and die. '''We''' are eternal. The pinnacle of evolution and existence. Before us, '''you''' are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable. '''We''' are the end of everything. [...] The pattern has repeated itself more times than you can fathom. Organic civilizations rise, evolve, advance. And at the apex of their glory, they are extinguished. [...] We impose order on the chaos of organic evolution. You exist because we allow it. And you will end because we demand it.'' ]]

-->-- '''Sovereign''', ''VideoGame/{{Mass Effect|1}}''

->We knew there would be a price to pay, but we thought it might be one we could bear, or that we could find some way to avoid paying it.\\
It was not, and we could not.\\
The price we have paid is everything. In an instant, so fast there is no time to react, let alone respond, the [Empire] is... gone. Where once there was thriving colonies, there is now only death. Where once mighty fleets crossed the void, there is only ghosts and debris. All devoured by the End. All taken by the Shroud.
-->-- ''VideoGame/{{Stellaris}}'', the result of the End of the Cycle [[DealWithTheDevil coming to collect]]

->''Victory... A hollow and ridiculous notion. We are born of this Thing, made from it. And we will be returned to it in time.\\
The great family of man. A profusion of errant flesh! Multiplying, swarming, living, dying... [[WhenThePlanetsAlign Until the stars align in their inexorable formation]], and what sleeps is roused once more, to hatch from this fragile shell of earth and rock, and bring about our inescapable end.\\
[[DrivenToSuicide So seek solace in a manner most befitting your lineage]] and take up your nugatory vigil, haunted forever by that sickening prose echoing through the infinite blackness of both space and time.\\
[[BookEnds Ruin has come to our family.]]''
-->-- '''The Ancestor''', ''VideoGame/DarkestDungeon''

->[[TheStarsAreGoingOut The stars shine as pale as bones]].\\
The moon is a lifeless corpse, its [[EldritchOceanAbyss ocean]] a gaping wound.\\
The universe... [[AfterTheEnd what's left of it]]... [[ApocalypseHow is dying]].\\
But somewhere in the void, [[HopeSpot there must be hope]].
-->-- ''VideoGame/IronLung'', ending crawl

->''One can hear Ithlinne's Prophecy whispered at every market, garbled and reused by every village witch, delved into in any treatise touching on sooths and diviners and in general saturating our common culture. We all know that "the time of the Wolf's Blizzard approaches, the Time of the White Frost" and that "the world will perish amidst ice." But few truly understand the meaning of these words.\\
The self-proclaimed prophets who shout out Ithlinne's words mistake stars reflected in a still pond for the sky. For the White Frost is no legend or mythical apocalypse. It is a natural phenomenon that can be described in the dry yet precise language of scholarship.\\
The renowned scholar of Thorn's studies have clearly shown that our world is not the center of the universe, but one of a thousand such globes spinning in the endless darkness of space. This space is usually described as a vacuum - yet to do so is grossly misleading, for through this "vacuum" swims, invisible to the naked eye, the White Frost.\\
We do not know exactly what the White Frost is - perhaps a microscopic dust that blocks the incoming light of the sun? Perhaps infinitesimal particles of the sort postulated by Democritus of Ban Ard, with the unusual property of sucking up warmth as a sponge does water?\\
We know for a certainty however, that, thanks to the telescopic observations of elven astronomers, the White Frost, whatever it is, has already destroyed a great many worlds. The star systems in which it appears perish into lifeless hunks of ice over the course of a few decades. Furthermore, each scholar is agreed that the White Frost will one day come to our world. Ithlinne's Prophecy, though based on magic intuition and not scientific observation, thus appears to foretell the truth...''
-->-- '''The White Frost (book)'', ''VideoGame/TheWitcher3WildHunt''

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[[folder:Web Animation]]
-> ''Maybe the real horror of Cosmic Horror is the fear of the unknown, that the vast universe is full of that which can never be fully understood without taking a terrible toll. Maybe it isn't the visceral fear of dripping fangs, but the misshapen otherness of the shuffling horrors in the dark whose alien mind and intentions are truly unfathomable. That the universe is an empty void, uncaring of our very existence and so vast that our eyes can only see the faint outlines of the true horrors lurking in the dark.''
-->-- ''Webanimation/TerribleWritingAdvice'', chapter 34: Cosmic Horror

-> ''So these four gods do what gods do best and start trying to make stuff, but the problem is that right now the universe is just this [[PrimordialChaos big empty void hovering over a primordial ocean]] that's home to [[EldritchAbomination Cipactli, a giant monster-crocodile-eldritch-abomination thing]] with big ol' crocodile mouths on every joint of its body. I'm picturing a Jacob's Ladder made of nightmares. And whenever they make anything it falls into the ocean and Cipactli eats it. So Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl come up with a plan that will kill two birds with one stone. Tezcatlipoca lures Cipactli to the surface, [[AnArmAndALeg incidentally losing a leg in the process]], and the four gods catch and kill it, then [[GiantCorpseWorld repurpose its nightmare-bear-trap body into the land]]. However, Citpactli is only kinda dead, so in order to keep it happy, the gods promise it [[HumanSacrifice regular blood sacrifices]] so it won't eat their stuff anymore. So yeah, in the Aztec cosmology, [[GeniusLoci the earth itself is a starving primeval monster that wants nothing more than to eat everything at all times]]. Let's file that under "[[{{Understatement}} yikes]]" and move on.''
-->-- ''WebAnimation/OverlySarcasticProductions'', [[https://youtu.be/dfupAlon_8k Miscellaneous Myths: The Five Suns]]

-> ''The thing that makes Lovecraftian Horror and the thing that's kept it popular is this overwhelming fear of the unknown; a concept that easily translates even as "the unknown" changes with social and scientific developments. Even though [[ValuesDissonance Lovecraft's works haven't aged at all]], the underlying principle is sound. If you don't fully understand something you can interpolate existential horror and turn every mystery into a nightmare of ThingsManWasNotMeantToKnow. And separate from that, the aesthetic of horror he chose is also pretty effective on its own. Lovecraft's overwhelming [[EldritchOceanAbyss fear of the ocean]] produced a memorable and [[BodyHorror viscerally nasty]] horror aesthetic grounded in slime and rot that was far removed from the stone-cold sterility of the previous GothicHorror genre.''
-->-- ''WebAnimation/OverlySarcasticProductions'', [[https://youtu.be/PmdzptbykzI: Halloween Special: H. P. Lovecraft]]

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[[folder:Webcomics]]
->'''Cueball''': The UsefulNotes/FermiParadox keeps getting worse. If planets are common, where ''is'' everybody?\\
'''Megan''': Imagine you're a scuba diver looking at the ocean floor. You know there's a fish there, but you can't see it. Why?\\
'''Cueball''': Maybe the fish looks like sand.\\
'''Megan''': Yeah... and what would [[HadToBeSharp that]] tell you about the ecosystem?\\
''[In space, a giant shark swims toward the Earth...]''
-->-- ''Webcomic/{{xkcd}}'', "[[https://xkcd.com/1377/ Fish]]"

->[Astronomer peers into telescope] [''Film/{{Jaws}}'' theme begins playing]
-->-- AltText to the above
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[[folder:Web Original]]
->See, [[Creator/HPLovecraft Lovecraft]]'s stories haven't remained popular so long just because his monsters are scary. They endure because his monsters are metaphors for existential alienation. It's not the ''appearance'' of the monsters in his stories, it's the ''reality'' of them, the fact that they exist. Their existence alone proves that humanity is doomed and that all our hopes and dreams are stupid. Running into one of Lovecraft's Elder Gods is like finding a strange pair of underwear in your bed and realizing that your spouse is cheating on you. It's not the underwear itself that's stabbing you in the heart; it's the betrayal it represents. Lovecraft's monsters are proof to the protagonist that the universe is not benevolent. Finding strange underwear might mean that your spouse never loved you; stumbling upon a Lovecraft creature means that ''{{God}}'' never loved you. (If you don't want to summon Cthulhu, a similar feeling can be achieved by reading Website/YouTube comments.)
-->-- ''Website/{{Cracked}}'', [[https://www.cracked.com/blog/5-types-movie-adaptations-that-must-be-stopped/ 5 Types of Movie Adaptations That Must Be Stopped]]

->'''me [[MakesJustAsMuchSenseInContext holding a gun to a mushroom]]''': tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
->'''mushroom''': can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. [[FightingAShadow you cannot kill me in a way that matters]]
->'''me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face''': I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
-->-- A popular Website/{{Tumblr}} shitpost

->''No civilization that grows beneath a veil of stars can resist assigning some sort of meaning to them. When humanity first escaped the confines of Earth and began exploring the universe, they brought with them, like so many others before, an earnest hope that some grand understanding or purpose might be found in the darkness. But the galaxy raised only more questions, the greatest of which came from the ruins of a species that came to be known as the [[{{Precursors}} Forerunners]]. How a race of such sophistication and power could disappear in an instant, and the purpose of the mysterious relics they left behind, would lead to war and carnage by those who followed them. But the answer would be far worse than this question, for it came in the form of [[TheVirus the Flood]].''
-->-- '''WebVideo/TheTemplinInstitute''', "[[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aUi3Nf3_Ek The Flood]]"

[[/folder]]

[[folder:Western Animation]]
->''"Cthulhu makes Gozer look like Little Mary Sunshine."''
-->-- '''Egon Spengler''', ''WesternAnimation/TheRealGhostbusters''
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