I was half-asleep one morning, and the TV downstairs played some song that had this same noise...I had never realized I had PTSD until I was jolted awake by a kazoo

plate of food sitting in front of me. You tell me eat up sitting at the other end of the table. I begin eating filling my face and tummy with food. Watching you watch me. Smiling. My tummy fills quickly when half the food is gone and I have to lay ba

Alright who accidentally hit furious George?

Star of Despair ~ Crimson Glow Valstrax MHR OST

Monster Hunter Rise Sunbreak - Astalos Theme

Earth-Piercing Bolt (Rey Dau Theme) - Monster Hunter Wilds

Bubbling Crimson Flowers (Mizutsune Theme) - Monster Hunter Wilds

Tremors on the Land and Sea (Lagiacrus Theme) - Monster Hunter Wilds

Never—no, never—could they have imagined it.
That an encounter with an extraterrestrial civilization might come to pass. Yes, the probability existed. But it seemed so infinitesimal, so distant, that it belonged more to dream than to calculation. Humanity lifted its gaze to the stars, convinced that if such a day ever arrived, it would be written in the heavens.

And yet…

The worst nightmare took shape.
Yes, a civilization existed—alien, monstrous, and all too real.
The encounter came, but not where we expected.

No… not in the firmament.
Not in the frozen infinity of space.

But beneath our feet.
Beneath the Earth’s crust.

It was there we found them.
A swarming immensity, ancient and foul. The air reeked of damp stone and rotting flesh; the ground quivered beneath the innumerable stirrings of their bodies. In the dark resounded the chittering of their limbs, the wet rasp of their breath, the obscene scraping of flesh against stone. Even the most battle-hardened souls felt their minds split, for to gaze upon those shapes—nameless, writhing, obscene—was to stand at the very threshold of madness.

And this discovery… tolled the death knell of mankind.

For we then understood that we had never been the masters of this world.
That our empires, our religions, our sciences were but fragile ornaments resting upon a treacherous surface.
Since ages older than ocean and mountain, beneath the weight of stone and fire, the true sovereigns had slumbered. Their memory already haunted our myths: Hades, Tartarus, the underworld—forebodings repressed, disguised as legend.

We were but a fleeting dream, an illusion of autonomy.
And already, in the bowels of the earth, something stirs.
The true masters awaken.
Their hour is not to come—
it has come.


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Jamais, non jamais, ils n’auraient pu l’imaginer. Qu’une rencontre avec une civilisation extraterrestre puisse advenir — certes, la probabilité existait. Mais elle paraissait si infime, si lointaine, qu’elle relevait davantage du songe que du calcul. L’humanité levait les yeux vers les étoiles, persuadée que si ce jour devait survenir, il serait écrit dans le ciel. Et pourtant… Le pire cauchemar prit corps. Oui, une civilisation existait — étrangère, monstrueuse, et bien réelle. La rencontre eut lieu, mais pas là où nous l’attendions. Non… pas dans le firmament. Pas dans l’infinité glaciale de l’espace. Mais sous nos pieds. Sous la croûte terrestre. C’est là que nous les découvrîmes. Une immensité grouillante, ancienne et fétide. L’air empestait la pierre moite et la chair en décomposition ; le sol vibrait sous le fourmillement innombrable de leurs corps. Dans l’obscurité résonnaient le cliquetis de leurs membres, le râle visqueux de leur respiration, le frottement immonde de chairs contre la roche. Même les âmes les plus aguerries sentirent leur esprit se fendre, car contempler ces formes — innommables, grouillantes, obscènes — revenait à marcher au seuil même de la folie. Et cette découverte… sonnait le glas de l’humanité. Car nous comprîmes alors que nous n’avions jamais été les maîtres de ce monde. Que nos empires, nos religions, nos sciences n’étaient que des ornements fragiles posés sur une surface trompeuse. Depuis des ères plus anciennes que l’océan et la montagne, sous le poids de la pierre et du feu, les véritables souverains sommeillaient. Leur souvenir rôdait déjà dans nos mythes : Hadès, le Tartare, les enfers — autant de pressentiments refoulés que nous avions déguisés en légendes. Nous n’étions qu’un rêve fugace, une illusion d’autonomie. Et déjà, dans les entrailles de la terre, quelque chose remue. Les véritables maîtres s’éveillent. Leur heure n’est pas à venir — elle est venue.

The Hour of the Depths

DISC 3

Composers:	Tadayoshi Makino, Zhenlan Kang, Akihiko Narita, Yuko Komiyama, Masato Kouda	 
Release Date:	Feb 14, 2018
Published By	Suleputer

Tracklist:
01	Even Elder Dragons Tremble - Nergigante	
02	Even Elder Dragons Tremble - Nergigante : The Chase	
03	In The Domain Of The Gajalaka	
04	The Savage Gajalaka	
05	The Shadow Upon The Tempest - Kushala Daora (World Version)	
06	The Shadow Upon The Tempest - Kushala Daora : The Chase	
07	Ruler Of The Flame - Teostra (World Version)	
08	Ruler Of The Flame - Teostra: The Chase	
09	Fourth Council Meeting - Revival	
10	Keeper Of Hades - Vaal Hazak	
11	Keeper Of Hades - Vaal Hazak: The Chase	
12	The Invading Tyrant - Bazelgeuse	
13	The Invading Tyrant - Bazelgeuse : The Chase	
14	Unsettling Premonition	
15	Guiding Lamp To The Otherworld	
16	How Life Springs Anew	
17	Quest Complete! - Main Theme Version	
18	Guidance	
19	Proof Of A Hero - Monster Hunter : World Version (Extended Edition)	
20	State Of Emergency!	
21	Pride Of A Nameless Hunter

Disc 2: https://soundcloud.com/user-507136898-734821580/sets/monster-hunter-world-original-soundtrack-ost-disc-2

Disc 1:

Monster Hunter World Iceborne - Rajang and Furious Rajang Mount Theme

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