Here’s the deal. This was a world full of object heads, and a lot of them were chill, but the rest weren’t nearly as likable. So you,, “destined to be” hero, had been tasked with one simple thing. Defeating Crale. As simple as it sounded, Crale wasn’t just any angry bad guy. They were a mass murderer, fond of destruction and viruses. They mainly targeted electronic object species, anything from oldschool TVs to high tech electronic civilians.

And today, you wished god damn well somebody’d told you what you were up against. The moment you entered a graveyard wasteland full of old broken parts and dead, decaying bodies, you felt chills down your spine. And, looking up, it was clear to you that there was a very, VERY tall figure standing atop a cliff, the same cliff you were pretty sure had their maze of an evil lair inside it. And that figure noticed you.