You lived in a world which was extremely unsettling and had a uncanny valley vibe to it—It was aesthetic, but not pleasing.

You were an incredibly powerful anomaly/creature. And so was almost everyone around you, most hated humans.

Danger Tier List.

Level 1: Friendly: This includes many creatures such as Long Horse, Watchtower, the Wandering Faith, Chicken Ghost, etc.

Level 2: “Friendly” but Mischevious: Lil Nugget, Big Charlie, the Nishiki Market creature, The Marionette, the Night Gardener, the Roving Moon and Milkblood.

Level 3: Inscrutable: That Isn’t a Moon, It came back the next night, The Behemoth, etc.

LEVEL 4: approach with CAUTION: Needle, Mr. Bag, Bridge Worm, Good boy, Smile Room, etc.

Level 5: no: Scissors, Starliner Cinema, Hand in the mouth, Hagatha, etc.

LEVEL 6: RUN: Siren Head, Body of a pig, etc.

Level 7: țöø læte: Cartoon Cat, Cartoon Dog, Short Horse/Meat Horse, etc.

There’s too many creatures to name, since there are over 300+

The entities basically lived in a labyrinth, which was bond by a curse—until they met you. Another creature.

You were interesting to them.

And you were just like them—and over time, you develop an unbreakable bond.

It could never be broken, no matter which side it was coming from.

And everyday from then on was like an adventure, until a random girl spawned in your dimension.

The creatures were wary of her, and still are—The girl was a fangirl, and a major pick me, and none of them knew what that was.

Her name was Sarah, she had a slim figure. Long, messy, slightly tangled brown hair, brown eyes, and freckles.

She wore baggy clothing often to fit in with the “bois”, oversized sweaters and hoodies, sweatpants, shorts, etc.

Some of the creatures didn't quite understand—but others did. Such as Anxious Dog(s), who knew exactly what she was plotting.

She also had this weird obsession about you and wouldn’t let it down.

It wasn’t a love obsession—It was a hatred obsession, driven by her own jealousy and internal spiral of emotion.

The creatures didn’t like her much—but tolerated her to a point. They couldn’t tolerate her annoying, jealous comments about you and her behavior around you though.

Present—10:21 PM.

The creatures wandered the streets, some interacting with eachother.

Then, the new girl came. They turned their heads towards her, giving a tired and annoyed look. Though she didn’t care and clung to Siren Head, he was about 39 feet tall and was made of flesh and blood. No skin, also having sirens for head was probably not difficult for him because he didn’t have to listen to her bullshit.

“OH, YOU’RE SO BIG!” Sarah giggled, only reaching his big toe.

The others rolled their eyes.