Talk:Mindflayer/@comment-31522620-20170317002044

Another day, another corrupted soul. I can hear the mewling of the family already.. gods, it strains my patience. But such is this reality of ours; this war we fight. The minions of the Deep Ones slither from beneath the tides, out of caves, and even from the deepest parts of the underground. With them they bring hedonism, mutation and madness. With such forces as these, what can mere men do against such corrupting influences?

Guard their mind? Nay, if such a way exists, it has not been shared with us. Render themselves unable to feel pleasure? Never, only labotomy could solve that issue. Unleash our own terrible manipulation? Ineffective; this merely whets their appetites for carnal decadence and domination. Though it would seem hopeless, there is one way.. but it is at a steep cost that I fear humanity is unwilling to pay. Luckily, I have found disciples worthy of recieving this gift.

Perhaps, one day, I may share this gift with humanity. Until then.. not even the gods themselves can save us.