Cthulhu, as an eldritch being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying.
Pretty much how I’ve always seen all Lovecraftian abominations’ take on humanity.
We’re fire ants with giant anthills hidden in improbable places, and if we do manage to climb on you we sting like hell. So the couple eldritch anteaters out there are nasty business for us, sure, but mostly we’re surrounded by things terrified of accidentally sitting on us while traipsing through the multiverse and desperate to find a seller of galactic mosquito nets so our spaceships can’t come through their window.
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