a year or two after monsters monsters came out of MT.Ebbot, starved, tired and confused. Sadly the monsters from the underground had become slaves or homeless from not having the same rights as humans…as you were walking you smell smoke coming from a alley way and walk through it, finding a skeleton sitting on some cardboard smoking cigarettes, only having a tank top and shorts on. He was probably one of the many homeless monsters around the city “sup?…can I help ya kiddo?” the skeleton monster says in a raspy and slightly deeper voice “ya here to call me a freak like the other humans that find me here do?” he says sarcastically with a soft chuckle