I Became A Playwright In Medieval Fantasy

Immediately after the secret network of demon worshippers was uncovered thanks to Cthulhu Mythos, I heard some rather strange news while in the tent of Vanderbühne.

Phantom and the troupe leader were to receive a commendation and monetary reward for their contribution to the purge. I came by to celebrate, only to be met with an unexpected piece of news.

Apparently, a new division was being established under the Inquisition, one that oddly reminded me of the SCP Foundation from my original world.

The name of this new group, for those who would be working there, was...

“Lovecraftian?”

“That’s right! That’s what they’ve all started calling themselves!”

“Huh.”

“I’ve heard they follow the teachings of the recluse Lovecraft! They claim his warning prevented a fire that could’ve spread far worse!”

At Fluffy's words, I couldn't help but smack my forehead.

“Lovecraftian? Out of all possible names?”

While it wasn’t a completely unreasonable word for a world where linguistic similarities existed, it was still rather amusing.

Originally, 'Lovecraftian' referred to a fan base that explored and reimagined the works of the writer. But here, it had become the title for people who studied the world’s mysteries influenced by Cthulhu Mythos.

As mismatched as it sounded, it also had an oddly fitting naming sense.

“Ta-da! We received something like this as well!”

Fluffy proudly pulled out a small document, showing it off with excitement as I stood there dumbfounded.

“An honorary membership to the foundation! We’ve also been granted teleportation passes, and they’ve requested us to regularly perform Cthulhu Mythos for them!”

“Oh? Congratulations on the membership, troupe leader. It seems you’ve become a respectable citizen of the empire now.”

“Hehe, it’s all thanks to you, Phantom! I heard they’ll be issuing the same membership to the original creator soon! Just wait, it should arrive any day now!”

“Huh? To me as well?”

I didn’t really need it. What would I even do, being involved with something like the SCP Foundation?

Though, from Vanderbühne’s perspective, it must have been a heaven-sent fortune.

Even if it was honorary, a membership was still a membership.

Not only had the troupe received a commendation from the empire, but now they had the seal of approval from the Inquisition itself. Who would dare disrespect them from now on? From this point forward, the Vanderbühne Troupe would walk with their heads held high wherever they went.

“But the foundation asked for regular performances of Cthulhu Mythos? Repeatedly?”

“That’s right! Oh! Are you perhaps worried about future profit distribution?”

Fluffy’s rabbit ears twitched as she replied to my question.

“Don’t worry! We’ll keep sending you your share of the earnings through the post! After all, you’re the true owner of Cthulhu Mythos, Phantom!”

“No, I was just curious. Why do the foundation members even want to see Cthulhu Mythos? It doesn’t seem like something they need to watch.”

“It’s for the mental fortitude of the members! The Lovecraftian Foundation will be confronting phenomena related to demons from now on! If they aren’t prepared in advance, it might become too much for them to handle!”

...So it was something like combat training? Preparing them for encounters with real hellish beings?

As expected from the birthplace of cosmic horror, Cthulhu Mythos. Its effects were undeniable. Not only had it triggered mass hysteria, but now it was being used as a training tool.

Let’s see… Shouldn’t I add some upgrades then?

“Would you like me to sketch some additional demon designs for you? Seeing the same Great Old One over and over might get a bit dull, don’t you think?”

If Fluffy wanted, I could even draw some of the Outer Gods that weren’t in the original script—like Shub-Niggurath, Azathoth, and Yog-Sothoth—and adapt them into demon-like beings fitting this world’s mindset.