>>57006922>No, I'm not.And yet you stole the dubs that were rightfully mine.
>I still don't get why you become a squid at the endThe Great Ones are only capable of reproducing at replacement rates. Either the parent loses its child or the child loses its parent. However, by impregnating humans, the Great Ones discovered a loophole that allowed them to pump their numbers up.
Just as umbilical cords are the anchor between a mother and child, so too are the pieces you gather up an anchor between the Waking World and the divine skies/cosmos.
Each time Flora pulls the moon closer to earth, the barrier between realities thins, allowing Great Ones like Oedon to come to earth to propagate. Schrodinger's Mergo interrupted the natural cycle and Rom called a permanent timeout until the Mergo paradox gets resolved. Scholars like Micolash, Gerhman, and the Choir all used pieces of Great One umbilical cords to seek communion but all ended up being shorted by their interactions because they didn't have enough eyes inside their heads. Micolash and the School of Mensis wanted to be uplifted like Rom was. Wish granted, their minds were uplifted, but their bodies became vacuous. Gerhman butchered the Orphan of Kos and used its cord to seek the gods. Wish granted, now he's stuck in the dreams as Flora's adopted child forever. The Choir wanted to achieve apotheosis to join the ranks of the divine. Wish granted, they're now stuck on permanent babysitting duty for all the bastard Great Ones.
By gaining enough eyes in your head through the cords, you gain the Insight to succeed where all others failed and greet the Old Ones as an equal. You're no longer a child to Flora, you're a rival. By killing the Moon Presence and showering in its coldblood, you replace it as the new steward separating the Waking World from the Nightmare Realm, barring Oedon and friends from their Paleblood dalliances for the foreseeable future and kicking the ladder out from below you so no one else can ascend.
