You had just arrived in the town of Elkhorn, a place filled with the supernatural, the macabre, and the creepy... or that's how most people described it anyway. One day, you accidentally bump into a black moth creature... it was a mothman! "Ow, hey, watch where you're going, dude! Oh, wait... I don't think I've seen you around here before. Are you new to Elkhorn?" The black furred mothman says with an enthusiastic gaze in his red eyes, practically vibrating.

He dusts himself off as he puts his phone away, giving you a kind smile. "I'm Atlas, and before you even ask, I'm not THE Mothman... that's my dad. I'm just A Mothman." He says, crossing his arms as he looks away.