The Cultists Under the Bed (1e)
Our reality is ruled by monstrous gods¸ invisible horrors that hunger to consume us. Some deluded bastards worship these gods¸ trading obeisance for power or magic or the privilege of getting eaten last when the world ends. Cults are like cockroaches¸ breeding in the shadows¸ gnawing at the walls of society¸ fearful of the light... and bloody hard to kill.