If there's one thing people underestimate in life, its the importance of cheese.
Cheese is very important.
You have to wear it or it wears you
Fail to respect the cheesiness that is the base component of the universe, and it will fall apart on your head like rotten bree.
Yes, the Cheeseman knows the importance of cheese, enough to become it. Enough to be pulled through the convergence of great magics into a higher, more appropriate realm befitting his heightened awareness.
And he knows his greatest weakness, that deadly combination of butter and bread so enjoyed by the monsters of the world.
All of the power of cheese is his, and none of the weakness and he is unstoppable. He has the knowledge to goada, very far indeed, unfeta'd as he is. Even the Slayer, consumer of the abominable kraft single is nothing but a passing encounter to the all consuming glory that is the wearing of cheese.