Ballpoint pen artist with an entire multiverse of Soul for some reason.



It has been come to be known as the Whale Worm, partly for its gargantuan size as it easily towers over men by the length of its teeth alone, but more so for the haunting moan that calls out every night like the wind even when there is none.
No one knows where it came from, but some theorize that there may be a potential connection to the unresolved missing persons case that occurred right before the wastes had been transformed into the abandoned snowscape it is now.
If you are ever lost here, do not be afraid to approach it and take refuge in its fur for warmth. No matter the tales of this place the Whale Worm has been deemed safe and has never been said to attack a human even when rarely on the move.


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