The last of "it" had gather in the place, feasting upon the diminishing essences with in the place. But then "it" felt the essence, no the....god...yes that is the word, coming towards "it". Man had given "it" knowledge, some. Not enough. But this god could. "it" gathered itself into one place, bodies of the beasts climbing on top of one another to form a living mountain of beings. And at the top set the few humans and mutated animals, waiting. For "it" was in them the most, gather the most knowledge from them, and felt the world most clearly from inside them. So, as the god approached, "it" set in wait.